Early Morning Rain — текст песни (Bobby Bare)

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 and no place to go
Out on runway No 9 big 7-0-7 set to go
But I`m standing on the grass where the cold wind blows
Well the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast
There she goes my friend she`s a rolling now at last
Hear that 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 will 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 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