Early Morning Rain/Eva Cassidy

   

 

Early Morning Rain

- Eva Cassidy -

 

                                       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