Verse 1
In The Early Morning Rain, With A Dollar In My Hand
With An Aching In My Heart. And My Pockets Full Of Sand
I'm A Long Way From Home. And I Miss My Loved One So
In The Early Morning Rain, With No Place To Go
Verse 2
Out On The Runway Number Nine, Big Seven O' Seven Set To Go
But I'm Stuck Here In The Grass, Where The Cold Wind Blows
Now The Liquor Tasted Good. And The Women All Were Fast
Well There She Goes My Friend, She'll Be Rolling 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 Morning Rain Don't Fall. And The Sun Always Shines
She'll Be Flying Over 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, As Cold And Drunk As I Can Be
You Can't Jump A Jet Plane, Like You Can A Freight Train
So I Best Be On My Way, In The Early Morning Rain
Coda
You Can't Jump A Jet Plane, Like You Can A Freight Train
So I Best Be On My Way, In The Early Morning Rain
Outro
In The Early Morning Rain..
