Neil Young — Early Morning Rain

[Verse 1] In the early mornin' rain With a dollar in my hand And an achin' 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 mornin' rain With no place to go [Verse 2] Out on runway number nine Big 707 set to go And I'm stuck here in the ground In the pain that ever grows And the liquor tasted good And the women all were fast Yeah there she goes my friend She'll be rollin' down at last [Verse 3] Hear 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 Where the sun always shines She'll be flyin' o'er my home In about three hours time [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