Текст песни: Early Mornin' Rain + перевод

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 one so

In the early morning rain

With no place to go

Down on runway number nine

Big seven-o-seven set to go

And I’m stuck here on the grass

Where the cold winds blow

Well the liquor tasted good

And the time went fast

There she goes my friend

There she’s 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 shines

She’ll be flying o’er my home

In about three hours time

Well this old airport’s got me down

It ain’t no earthly good to me

'Cause I’m stuck here on the ground

Cold and lonely 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

So I’d best be on my way

In the early morning rain

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