Early Mornin' Rain (LP版)

Early Mornin' Rain (LP版) - Peter, Paul & Mary (彼得、保羅和瑪麗)

In the early mornin' 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 one so

In the early mornin' rain

With no place to go.

Out on runway number nine,

Big seven-o-seven set to go

But I'm out here on the grass

Where the pavement never grows

Well the liquor tasted good

And the women all were fast

There she goes my friend,

She's rollin' down at last.

Hear the mighty engine roar,

See the silver wing on high

She's away and westward

Bound far above the clouds she'll fly

Where the mornin' rain

Don't fall and the sun always shines

She'll be flyin' o're

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.

Can't jump a jet plane

Like you can a freight train

So I'd best be on my way

In the early mornin' rain.

So I'd best be on my way

In the early mornin' rain