Early Mornin’ Rain (Letra)

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In the early mornin’ 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
And i missed my loved on so
In the early mornin’ rain
And no place to go

Out on runway number nine
Big seven-o-seven set to go
Well, i’m stuck here on the ground
Where the cold winds blow
The liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast
There she goes, my friend
She’s a rollin’ down at last

Here the mighty engines roar
See the silver bird on high
She’s away in westward bound
Far above the clouds she’ll fly
Where the mornin’ rain don’t fall
And the sun always shines
She’ll be flyin’ over my home
In about three hours time

This old airports got me down
It’s no earthly good to me
‘cause i’m stuck here on the ground
Cold and drunk as i might be
You can’t hop a jet plane
Like you can a freight train
So i best be on my way
In the early mornin’ rain

From "bob dylan – self portrait" , copyright by big sky music, published by bob dylan words & music company, inc. 1970

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(words & music by gordon lightfoot)
In the early mornin’ rain
With a dollar in my hand
And an aching in my heart
And my -pockets full of sand
I’m a long ways from home
And i missed my loved one so
In the early mornin’ rain
With no place to go

Out on runway number nine
Big 707 set to go
Well i’m out here on the grass
Where the pavement never grows
Where the liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast
There she goes my friend
She’s rolling out at last

Hear the mighty engines roar
See the silver wing on high
She’s away and westward bound
For above the clouds she flies
Where the mornin’ rain don’t fall
And the sun always shines
She’ll be flying over my home
In about three hours time

This ol’ 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 might be
Can’t jump a jet plane
Like you can a freight train
So i best be on my way
In the early mornin’ rain
So i best be on my way
In the early mornin’ rain
So i best be on my way
In the early mornin’ rain

Early Mornin’ Rain (Letra)

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(words & music by gordon lightfoot)
In the early mornin’ rain
With a dollar in my hand
And an aching in my heart
And my -pockets full of sand
I’m a long ways from home
And i missed my loved one so
In the early mornin’ rain
With no place to go

Out on runway number nine
Big 707 set to go
Well i’m out here on the grass
Where the pavement never grows
Where the liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast
There she goes my friend
She’s rolling out at last

Hear the mighty engines roar
See the silver wing on high
She’s away and westward bound
For above the clouds she flies
Where the mornin’ rain don’t fall
And the sun always shines
She’ll be flying over my home
In about three hours time

This ol’ 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 might be
Can’t jump a jet plane
Like you can a freight train
So i best be on my way
In the early mornin’ rain
So i best be on my way
In the early mornin’ rain
So i best be on my way
In the early mornin’ rain

Early Mornin’ Rain (Letra)

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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
And i miss my loved ones so
In the early morning rain
With no place to go
Out on runway number nine
Big seven-o-seven set to go
But i’m stuck here in the grass
Where the cold wind blows
Now the liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast
Well there she goes my friend
Well she’s rollin’ down 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 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
‘cause 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

Early Mornin’ Rain (Letra)

Bob Dylan

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In the early mornin’ rain with a dollar in my hand
And 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 mornin’ rain with no place to go.

Out on runway number nine, big seven-o-seven set to go
But i’m out here on the grass where the pavement never grows
Well the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast
There she goes my friend, she’s rollin’ down at last.

Hear the mighty engine roar, see the silver wing on high
She’s away and westward bound far above the clouds she’ll fly
Where the mornin’ rain don’t fall and the sun always shines
She’ll be flyin’ o’re 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 might be.
Can’t jump a jet plane like you can a freight train
So i’d best be on my way in the early mornin’ rain.

So i’d best be on my way in the early mornin’ rain