Karaoké Early Morning Rain Elvis Presley

In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand

Got an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand

I'm a long way from home and I missed my loved one so

In the early morning rain with no place to go

Out on runway number nine big seven 0 seven set to go well I'm out here on the grass

Where the pavement never grows

Where the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast

There she goes my friend she is rolling out at last

Hear the mighty engines roar see the silver wing on high

She's away and westward bound for above the clouds she flies

Where the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shines

She'll be flying over my home in about three hours time

This ol' airport's got me down it's no earthly good to me

'Cos I'm stuck here on the ground cold and drunk as I might be

Can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train

So I best be on my way in the early morning rain

So I best be on my way in the early morning rain

So I best be on my way in the early morning rain