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 ways 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 707 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 s 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 old airport s got me down it s no earthly good to me because 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
['rock-and-roll', 'rockabilly']