In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand
With an aching in my heart and a pocket 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
Out on runway number nine big 707 set to go
But I'm stuck here on the grass where the cold winds they do blow
And where the whiskey it was boss and the women they were fine
Well now there she goes my friend, she's a'rolling down the line
Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird 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 o'er my home in about three hours time
This old airport's got me down it ain't no earthy good to me
Because 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 railroad train
So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain
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Early Morning Rain Lyrics

Grateful Dead – Early Morning Rain Lyrics

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