Intro : 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 nine big seven-o-seven 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 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 In the early morning rain With no place to go