George Hamilton IV Early Morning Rain Letras:
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 No 9 big 7-0-7 set to go But I'm
standin' on the grass where the cold winds blow
Where the liquor tasted good and the women all
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were fast There she goes my friend she's a 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 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 as
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
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