Early Morning Rain Lyrics

by Gordon Lightfoot

Gordon Lightfoot Early Morning Rain Lyrics

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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 ways from home, Lord I missed my loved one so
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In the early morning rain, with no place to go
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Out on runway number nine, Big 707's set to go
Well I'm out here on the grass, where the pavement never grows
Now the liquor tasted good, And the women all were fast
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Well there she goes my friend, She??ll be going down at last
Instrumental
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Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver wing on high
She's away and westward bound, for above the clouds she flies
There the morning rain don't fall, and the sun always shines
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She'll be flying over my home, in a-bout three hours time
Instrumental
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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 might be
Can't jump a jet plane, like you can a freight train
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So I best be on my way, in the early morning rain
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Can't jump a jet plane, like you can a freight train
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So I best be on my way, in the early morning rain

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