[Verse 1]
In the early mornin' rain
With a dollar in my hand
With aching in my heart
And my pockets full of sand
I'm a long way from home
Lord, I miss my loved ones so
In the early mornin' rain
With no place to go
[Verse 2]
Out on runway number nine
707 set to go
But I'm stuck here on the ground
Where the cold wind blows
Now the liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast
There she goes my friend
She'll be rollin' down at last
[Verse 3]
Hear the mighty engines roar
See the silver bird on high
She's away and westward bound
Far above the clouds she'll fly
Where the mornin' rain don't fall
And the sun always shines
She'll be flyin' over my home
In about three hours time
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This old 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 can be
You can't jump a jet plane
Like you can a freight train
So I'd best be on my way
In the early mornin' rain
