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In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand

And 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 number 9

Big 77 set to go

But I'm stuck here on the ground

Where the cold winds blow

Your can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train

So I best be on my way in the early morning rain



Hear her mighty engines roar

See the silver bird on high

She's away and westward bound far above my home she'll fly

Where the morning rain don't fall

And the sun always shines

She'll be flying past my home

In about 3 hours time



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