Neil Young - Early Morning Rain Lyrics
(Verse)In the early morning rain with a dollar in my handAnd an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sandI'm a longway from home and I miss my loved one soIn the early morning rain with nowhere to goCut on runway number nine, big 707 set to goI'm stuck here on the grass, with the pain that ever growsThe liquor tasted good and the women all were fastWell, there she goes, my friend, she's rolling down at lastHear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on highShe's away and westward bound, far above the cloud she'll flyWhere the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shinesShe'll be flying over my home in about three hours timeThis old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to meCause I'm stuck here on the ground, cold and drunk as I might beYou can't hop a jet plane like you can a freight trainSo I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain