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Early Morning Rain - Judy Collins

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 one so

In the early morning rain

With no place to go

Out on runway number nine

Big 707 set to go

And I'm stuck here on the grass where

The cold winds blow

Well the liquor tasted good

And the time went fast

Well there she goes my friend

There she's 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 shines

She'll be flying over my home

In about three hours time

Well this old airport's got me down

It ain't no earthly good to me

Cause I'm stuck here on the ground

This cold and drunk as I can be

You can't jump the jet plane

Like I can a freight train

So I'd best be on my way

In the early morning rain