Peter, Paul & Mary
앨범 : Ten Years Together:...

In the early morning rain, With a dollar in my hand
With a achin' in my heart And  my pocket full of sand
I'm along way from home, And I miss my love one so
In the early morning rain, With no place to go
Out on run way number nine, Big seven-o-seven set to go
But I'm stuck here on the grass, Where them cold winds blow
The liquor tested good And the womwan all were fast
There she goes my friend, She's rolling out at last.
Here the mighty engine roar, See the silver wing on high
She 's a winging west bound, High above the clouds she'll fly
Where the morning rain don't fall, And the sun always shines
She will be flying over my home, In about three hours time.
This old airport got me down,It's no early good to me
Cause I'm stuck here on the ground,  Cold and drunk as I mighty be
You can't jump a jet plane, Like can a freight train
So I best be on my way, In the early morning rain.