Wednesday, January 12, 2005

Early Mornin' Rain

Duluth, MN January 11, 2005


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 one so
In the early morning rain with nowhere to go.

Cut on runway number nine, big 707 set to go
I'm stuck here on the ground, where the cold winds blow
The liquor tasted good and the women all were fast
There she goes, my friend, she's rolling down at last.

Hear the mighty engines roar, see the silver bird on high
She's away and westward bound, far above the clouds she'll fly
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 drunks as I might be
You can't hop a jet plane like you can a freight train
So I'd best be on my way in the early morning rain.


-Gordon Lightfoot

3 Comments:

Blogger ben said...

i've never heard the original version, only dylan's on self-portrait. has anyone? it's a fantastic song, gets stuck in my head all the time. i've always thought of it as the same concept as "margaritaville" (got drunk on a beach someplace, maybe i lost a girl or something) but so much better conceived and executed. also i don't like margaritaville at all.

12:18 AM  
Blogger sturdygirl said...

What an incredible photograph! Wow.

12:09 PM  
Blogger littleboxes said...

We have also on heard the Dylan version. it is a great song, one of our favorite dylan vocals.

3:25 PM  

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