Early Morning Rain

. . . she’s away and westward bound . . .

I do not know about the weather by you but here in Wisconsin’s Fox Valley I am thinking we need an ‘All Day Autumn Rain’ remake version of ‘Early Morning Rain. Who is with me?

Or perhaps you are unfamiliar with this song written by Gordon Lightfoot back in 1964? The lyrics are quoted below. I am hard pressed to pick my favorite performer of this song so below I am also embedding my favorite four: Gordon Lightfoot of course, Peter Paul and Mary are a tough act to follow, Elvis and a local talent, Kevin Fayte.

In the early mornin’ rain
With a dollar in my hand
With an aching in my heart
And my pockets full of sand
I’m a long ways from home
And I missed 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
Well I’m stuck here on the grass
Where the pavement never grows
Now the liquor tasted good
And the women all were fast
There she goes my friend
She’ll be rolling down at last
Hear the mighty engines 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 flying over my home
In about three hours time
This ol’ airport’s got me down
It’s no earthly good to me
And I’m stuck here on the ground
As cold and drunk as I can be
You can’t jump a jet plane
Like you can a freight train
So I best be on my way
In the early mornin’ rain
You can’t jump a jet plane
Like you can a freight train
So I best be on my way
In the early mornin’ rain

Gordon Lightfoot
Peter Paul and Mary
Elvis Presley
Kevin Fayte

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