| Song | Early Morning Rain |
| Artist | Eva Cassidy |
| Album | The Best of Eva Cassidy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 9 | |
| Big 77 set to go | |
| But I'm stuck here on the ground | |
| Where the cold winds blow | |
| Your can't jump a jet plane like you can a freight train | |
| So I 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 3 hours time | |
| Chorus |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 9 | |
| Big 77 set to go | |
| But I' m stuck here on the ground | |
| Where the cold winds blow | |
| Your can' t jump a jet plane like you can a freight train | |
| So I 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 3 hours time | |
| Chorus |
| Chorus: | |
| 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 9 | |
| Big 77 set to go | |
| But I' m stuck here on the ground | |
| Where the cold winds blow | |
| Your can' t jump a jet plane like you can a freight train | |
| So I 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 3 hours time | |
| Chorus |