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 nine big 707 s set to go but i m stuck here in the ground where the cold winds blow 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 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 three hours time  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 in the early morning rain with no place to go