Early Mornin' Rain - Gordon Lightfoot

作曲：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

Now 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 a

big ７０７'s 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 going 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

There 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

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