[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 ways from home
And I miss my darlin' 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 winds blow
Where the liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast
There she goes my friend
She's rollin' now at last

[Verse 3]
Hear the mighty engines roar
See the silver wing on high
She's away and westward bound
High 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
[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]
This old airport's got me down
It's no earthly good to me
And I'm stuck here on the ground
Cold and drunk as I might 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 mornin' 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 mornin' rain