[Titel] Early Mornin' Rain [Interpret] Peter, Paul & Mary [Vorspiel] [Kapo] 4 [Refrain] [Bridge] [Text] In the early mornin' rain with a dollar in my hand, with an achin' 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 mornin' rain, with no place to go. Out on runway number nine big seven-o-seven set to go, well, I'm out here on the grass where the pavement never grows. Well, the liquor tasted good and the women all where fast, there she goes, my friend, she's rollin' now at last. Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver wing on high, she's away and westward bound, far above the clouds she'll fly, where the mornin' rains don't fall and the sun allways shines, she'll be flyin' over my home in about three hours' time. This old airport's got me down, it's no earthly good to me, 'cause I'm stuck here on the ground as cold and drunk as I might be, you can't jump a jetplane like you can a freight train, so I best be on my way in the early mornin' rain, so I best be on my way in the early mornin' rain. [Nachspiel] [Graphik] [Fonts] Bauhaus Md BT 24 0 Bauhaus Lt BT 18 0 Arial 12 0 Arial 10 8421504