Lyric Early Morning Rain

(Gordon Lightfoot)

In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand
With an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand
I m a long way from home and I miss my loved ones so
In the early morning rain and no place to go.

Out on runway No 9 big 7-0-7 set to go
But I m standing on the grass where the cold wind blows
Well, the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast
There she goes my friend she s a rolling now at last.

Hear that mighty engines roar see the silver bird on high
She s away and westward bound far above the clouds she ll fly
Where the morning rain don t fall and the sun will always shine
She ll be flying o er my home in about three hours time.

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 big jet plane like you can an old freight train
So I d best be on my way in the early morning rain.

So I d best be on my way in the early morning rain...