In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand
With 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 nine, big seven-o-seven set to go But I’m stuck here in the grass with a pain that ever
Grows
Now the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast
Well now there she goes my friend, she’s a-rolling down
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 morning rain don’t fall and the sun always
Shines
She’ll be flying 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 can be You can’t jump a jet plane like you can a freight train
So I’d best be on my way in the early morning rain
Although I have many favorite songs by Gord, this one tops my list. He is at the absolute top of his game on this one. From the lyrics to the wonderful 12 string strumming this song is flawless.
Canadian's are good people with a high moral sense. Worked with them on jobs in wisconsin. They stick up for one another, and know how to have fun after the work day is done.
After being out on post all night in Vietnam, a posting truck picked us up. It was a light rain (Not like the torrents that came later!) I remember Mike Mills sang this song.. everyone was quiet, listening to him sing.. I remember the rain dripping off his helmet. When he finished, no one said a word... Seems like yesterday...
while in the army, i had many a early morning rain, a wife back home and looking vietnam face to face-lonely, lonely, lonely....gordon lighfoot put it to words beautiful
The sheer poetry in this song is astoundingly beautiful. The degree to which Mr. Lightfoot makes me care about this mysterious guy watching the plane take off and hundreds of miles from his home is amazing. A genius at songwriting.
He makes me wish he was 20 years youngers ... so he can just keep on singing.
"When I hear a Gordon Lightfoot song I wish it could go on forever." Bob Dylan
I miss my first big, lovely, romantic, and funny friend so much, but I lost his address. His name is Jan Dekker from The Netherlands. It was when we were 18 and 20 years old, now I am 61 years old. But then, way back when, he had a green car, a Peugeot, and he always made me laugh. He was also very romantic and we kissed for hours, just kissing in his car, and on the radio always was Gordon Lightfoot! So romantic!!! We were 18 and 20 years old. Now I am 61 years old, and thinking about him always. Especially when I hear this lovely music and voice from Gordon Lightfoot!!! Jan, how are you? Wish I knew where you are.... Thanks for the good times, your kisses, your jokes, your dancing with me in Bergen, and for Gordon Lightfoot on the radio. Love from Patty de Gooijer xxx
In the early morning rain with a dollar in my hand
With an aching in my heart and my pockets full of sand
Now, 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 nine a big 707's set to go
But, I'm stuck here in the grass where the cold wind blows
Now, the liquor tasted good and the women all were fast
Well, there she goes, my friend, well she's going down 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
There the morning rain don't fall and the sun always shines
She'll be flying over my home in about three hours time
This old airport's got me down - it's no earthly good to me
And I'm stuck here on the ground as cold and drunk as I can be
You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train
So, I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain
You can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train
So, I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain