George Hamilton Iv Early Morning Rain Lyrics

Early Morning Rain Lyrics

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 ones so



In the early morning rain with no place to go







Out on runway No 9 big 7-0-7 set to go



But I'm standin' on the grass where the cold winds blow



Where the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast



There she goes my friend she's a rolling now at last



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 shine



She'll be flying o'er my home in about three hours time







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 big jet plane like you can an old freight train



So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain



So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain