[Verse 1]
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 ways from home
And I miss my darlin' so
In the early mornin' rain
With no place to go
[Verse 2]
Out on runway number nine
Big 707 set to go
But I'm stuck here on the grass
Where the cold wind blows
Well, the liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast
There she goes my friend
Oh, she's rollin' now at last
[Verse 3]
Hear the mighty engine roar
See the silver wing on high
She's away and westward bound
High above the clouds she'll fly
Where the mornin' rain don't fall
And the sun always shines
She'll be flying o'er my home
In about three hours time
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 4]
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
[Outro]
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
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