IN THE EARLY MORNING RAIN...
WITH A DOLLAR IN MY HAND
WITH AN ACHIN' IN MY HEART
AND MY POCKETS FULL OF SAND
I'M A LONG WAY FROM HOME
LORD, I MISS MY LOVED ONES SO
IN THE EARLY MORNING RAIN...
WITH NO PLACE TO GO
OUT ON RUNWAY NUMBER NINE...
BIG SEVEN-OH-SEVEN SET TO GO
AND I'M STUCK HERE
IN THE GRASS
WITH A PAIN THAT EVER GROWS
NOW, THE LIQUOR TASTED GOOD
AND THE WOMEN ALL WERE FAST
WELL NOW, THERE SHE GOES
MY FRIEND...
SHE'LL BE ROLLIN' DOWN AT LAST
HEAR THE MIGHTY
ENGINES ROAR...
SEE THE SILVER WING ON HIGH
SHE'S AWAY
AND WESTWARD BOUND
FAR ABOVE THE CLOUD SHE'LL FLY
WHERE THE MORNIN' RAIN
DON'T FALL
AND THE SUN ALWAYS SHINES
SHE'LL BE FLYIN' O'ER MY HOME...
IN ABOUT THREE HOURS TIME
THIS OLD AIRPORT'S
GOT ME DOWN...
IT'S NO EARTHLY GOOD TO ME
AND 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'D BEST BE ON MY WAY...
IN THE EARLY MORNING RAIN
YOU CAN'T JUMP A JET PLANE
LIKE YOU CAN A FREIGHT TRAIN
SO, I'D BEST BE ON MY WAY...
IN THE EARLY MORNING RAIN