Judy Collins - Early Morning Rain Lyrics
In the early morning rain with a dollar in my handWith an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sandI'm a long way from home and I miss my loved one soIn the early morning rain with no place to goOut on runway number nine, big 707 set to goAnd I'm stuck here on the grass where the cold winds blowWell, the liquor tasted good and the time went fastWell, there she goes my friend, there she's rolling now at lastHear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on highShe's away and westward bound, far above the clouds she'll flyWhere the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shinesShe'll be flying over my home in about three hours timeWell, this old airport's got me down, it ain't no earthly good to me'Cause I'm stuck here on the ground, this cold and drunk as I can beYou can't jump the jet plane like I can a freight trainSo I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain