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Early Morning Rain lyrics
In the early mornin rain
With a dollar in my hand
And an aching in my heart
And my -pockets full of sand
I m a long ways from home
And I missed my loved one so
In the early mornin rain
With no place to go
Out on runway number nine
Big 707 set to go
Well I m out here on the grass
Where the pavement never grows
Where the liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast
There she goes my friend
She s rolling out at last
Hear the mighty engines roar
See the silver wing on high
She s away and westward bound
For above the clouds she flies
Where the mornin rain don t fall
And the sun always shines
She ll be flying over my home
In about three hours time
This ol airport s got me down
It s no earthly good to me
Cause I m stuck here on the ground
Cold and drunk as I might be
Can t jump a jet plane
Like you can a freight train
So I best be on my way
In the early mornin rain
So I best be on my way
In the early mornin rain
So I best be on my way
In the early mornin rain
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