Lyrics Jerry Reed – Early Morning Rain

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 ones so
In the early morning rain with no place to go

Out on runway No 9 big 7-0-7 set to go
While I’m stuck here on the ground where the chilly cold winds blow
Where the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast
There she goes my friend she’s a rolling out at last

This old airport’s got me down it’s no earthly good to me
Cause I’m stuck here on the ground cold and drunk as I can be
And you can’t hop a big jet plane like you can an old freight train
So I’d best be on my way in the early morning rain
In the early morning rain in the early morning rain