Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Early Morning Rain , by - Tim O'Brien. Song from the album Fiddler's Green, in the genre КантриRelease date: 31.12.2004
Record label: Howdy Skies
Song language: English
Early Morning Rain |
| 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 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 with |
| a pain that ever |
| Grows |
| Now the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast |
| Well now there she goes my friend, she’s a-rolling down |
| At last |
| Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver wing 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 |
| 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 |