Текст (слова) песни: Moxy Fruvous - Early Morning Rain
Originally done by Gordon Lightfoot 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, 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 707 set to go But I`m stuck here in the grass Where the cold winds blow Well the liquor tasted good And the women all were fast There she goes, my friend She`s rolling down at last Hear the mighty engine roar Speed the silver bird on high She`s away and westward bound Out among the clouds she`ll fly Where the morning rain don`t fall And the sun always shines 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 could 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.
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