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Gordon Lightfoot - In The Early Morning Rain Lyrics

In the early morning rain Song Lyrics
In the early morning rain by Gordon Lightfoot In the early mornin' rain, with a dollar in my hand
With an achin' in my heart and my pockets full of sand
I'm a long way from home. Lord, I miss my loved one so
In the early mornin' rain with no place to go

Out on runway number nine, big 7-0-7 set to go
And I'm stuck here in the grass with a pain that ever grows
Now the liquor tasted good and the women all look fast
And now there she goes my friend, she's rollin' now at last

Here the mighty engines roar, see the silver wing 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' o'er my home in about three hours' time

This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me
And I'm stuck here on the ground, as cold and drunk as I can be
You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train
So I best be on my way in the early mornin' rain

You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train
So I best be on my way in the early mornin' rain