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  • Lyrics:Gordon Lightfoot Music:Gordon Lightfoot
    In the early mornin' rain
    With a dollar in my hand
    And an aching in my heart
    And my -pockets full of sand
    I'm a long ways from home
    And I missed my loved one so
    In the early mornin' rain
    With no place to go
    Out on runway number nine
    Big 707 set to go
    Well I'm out here on the grass
    Where the pavement never grows
    Where the liquor tasted good
    And the women all were fast
    There she goes my friend
    She's rolling out at last
    Hear the mighty engines roar
    See the silver wing on high
    She's away and westward bound
    For above the clouds she flies
    Where the mornin' rain don't fall
    And the sun always shines
    She'll be flying over my home
    In about three hours time
    This ol' 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 might be
    Can't jump a jet plane
    Like you can a freight train
    So I best be on my way
    In the early mornin' rain
    So I best be on my way
    In the early mornin' rain
    So I best be on my way
    In the early mornin' rain
  • Lyrics:Gordon Lightfoot Music:Gordon Lightfoot
    In the early mornin' rain
    With a dollar in my hand
    And an aching in my heart
    And my -pockets full of sand
    I'm a long ways from home
    And I missed my loved one so
    In the early mornin' rain
    With no place to go
    Out on runway number nine
    Big 707 set to go
    Well I'm out here on the grass
    Where the pavement never grows
    Where the liquor tasted good
    And the women all were fast
    There she goes my friend
    She's rolling out at last
    Hear the mighty engines roar
    See the silver wing on high
    She's away and westward bound
    For above the clouds she flies
    Where the mornin' rain don't fall
    And the sun always shines
    She'll be flying over my home
    In about three hours time
    This ol' 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 might be
    Can't jump a jet plane
    Like you can a freight train
    So I best be on my way
    In the early mornin' rain
    So I best be on my way
    In the early mornin' rain
    So I best be on my way
    In the early mornin' rain