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Oliver
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Early Mornin' Rain
In the early mornin' 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 missed 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 stuck here in the grass Where the cold wind blows Where the liquor tasted good And the women all were fast Well there she goes my friend She's rolling down at last
Hear the mighty engine roar See the silver bird on high Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com She's away and westward bound For above the clouds she'll fly Up where the mornin' rain don't fall And where the sun always shines She'll be flying o'er 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 Cold and drunk as I might be You can't jump a jet plane Like you can a freight train So I best be on my way In the early mornin' rain I best be on my way In the early mornin' rain
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