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In the early morninʼ rain, with a dollar in my hand,
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And an achinʼ in my heart, and my pocketʼs full of sand.
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Iʼm a long way from home, and I miss my loved one so,
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In the early morninʼ rain, with no place to go.
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Out on runway number nine, big 707 set to go.
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But Iʼm out here on the grass, where the pavement never grows.
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Well the liquor tasted good, and the women all were fast.
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There she goes my friend, sheʼs rollinʼ down at last.
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Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver wing on high.
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Sheʼs away and westward bound, far above the clouds she flies.
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Where the morninʼ rain donʼt fall, and the sun always shines.
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Sheʼll be flyinʼ oʼer my home, in about three hours time.
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This old airportʼs got me down, itʼs no earthly good to me.
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Cause Iʼm stuck here on the ground, cold and drunk as I might be.
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Canʼt jump a jet plane, like I can a freight train.
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So Iʼd best be on my way, in the early morninʼ rain.
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So Iʼd best be on my way, in the early morninʼ rain.