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Early Mornin’ Rain - Gordon Lightfoot
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Early Mornin’ Rain Gordon Lightfoot

Early Mornin’ Rain - Gordon Lightfoot
[Verse 1]
In the early mornin' rain
With a dollar in my hand
With an achin' 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 mornin' rain
With no place to go

[Verse 2]
Out on runway number nine
Big 707 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 rollin' down at last

[Verse 3]
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 mornin' rain don't fall
And the sun always shines
She'll be flyin' o'er my home
In about three hours time
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