In the early morning rain
and an aching in my heart
and a pocket full of sand.
I′m a long ways from home.
In the early morning rain
But I′m out here on the grass
where the pavement never goes.
Where the liquer tasted good
and the women all were fast.
she's a rolling on the tracks
here the mighty engines roar
see the silver wings on high
far above the clouds she'll fly
where the mornin rain don′t fall
and the sun always shines.
she′ll be flying ov'r my home
This old airport′s got me down
its no earthly good to me.
Cause I'm out here on the grass
cold and drunk and on my feet
like you can a freight train.
in the early morning rain.
in the early morning rain.
in the early morning rain.