Текст песни Bob Dylan - Early Mornin Rain, слова песни Bob Dylan

Текст песни Bob Dylan - Early Mornin Rain

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In the early mornin rainWith a dollar in my handWith an achin in my heartAnd my pockets full of sandIm a long way from homeAnd I missed my loved on soIn the early mornin rainAnd no place to goOut on runway number nineBig seven-o-seven set to goWell, Im stuck here on the groundWhere the cold winds blowThe liquor tasted goodAnd the women all were fastThere she goes, my friendShes a rollin down at lastHere the mighty engines roarSee the silver bird on highShes away in westward boundFar above the clouds shell flyWhere the mornin rain dont fallAnd the sun always shinesShell be flyin over my homeIn about three hours timeThis old airports got me downIts no earthly good to mecause Im stuck here on the groundCold and drunk as I might beYou cant hop a jet planeLike you can a freight trainSo I best be on my wayIn the early mornin rainFrom "bob dylan - self portrait" , copyright by big sky music, published by bob dylan words & music company, inc. 1970

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Early Mornin Rain

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