Early in the Morning Rain

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a poem

Submitted: October 22, 2009

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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

Out on runway number nine
big 707 set to go
But I'm stuck here on the ground
where the cold winds blow
Well the liquor tasted good
and the women were all fast
There she goes my friend
oh she's rolling now at last

Here the mighty engines roar
see the silver bird on high
She's away and eastward bound
high above the clouds she'll fly
Where the early 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 use to me
Cause 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 morning rain


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