Jerry Lee Lewis — Early Morning Rain

In the early morning rain With a dollar in my hand With an aching in my heart My old pocket's full o' sand I'm a long way from home God, I miss my loved one so In the early mornin' rain, with no place to go Down on runway number nine 747 set to go But I'm stuck here on the ground Where the cold wind blows Well, the liquor tasted good And the women were fast Well there she goes, my friend She's a-rollin' out at last Hear the mighty engines roar See the silver bird on high It's away and westward bound Far above the clouds she'll fly Well, the mornin' rain don't pour And the sun always shines You'll be flying o'er my home In about an hour's time This old airport's gotten me down God it ain't no earthly good to me Cause I'm stuck here on the ground Cold and drunk as I can be Yes, you can't hop an old jet plane Huh, like an old freight train So I guess I better be on my way In the early morning rain Hear the mighty engines roar See the silver bird on high She's away and westward bound Oh, above the clouds she'll fly Well, the morning rain don't fall And the sun always shine There she goes, my friend Think about it, darlin' Yes, I'm the Killer But I sure do dread them motherhumpin' planes But, here I go again In the early morning rain I'm walking down the road Got my ol' ragged suitcase in my hand You can have a big jet plane I can count on an old freight train God, what in the world is a poor boy like the Killer gon' do? Here I go again Looks a-like the rest of my days'll be blue Well, the liquor tasted good The women, they were fast Look at that old plane, it's rollin' Oh, it's takin' off mighty fast Oh, what am I gon' do now? Keep walkin' down that old road