Interpretation von: High kings
Basisaccord: G-Dur
Hauptinterpret: Elisabeth
Intro Flöte (high G)
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In the early morning rain, With a dollar in my hand
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With an achin′ in my heart, And my pockets full of sand
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I’m a long way from home, And I miss my loved ones so
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In the early morning rain, With no place to go
Out on runway number nine, Big seven-o-seven set to go
But I′m stuck here in the grass, Where the cold wind blows
Intro Flöte
Well, there she goes my friend, Well, she’s rollin‘ down at last
Now the liquor tasted good, And the women all were fast
Hear the mighty engines roar, See the silver bird on high
She′s away and westward bound, Far above the cloud she′ll fly
Where the mornin‘ rain don′t fall, And the sun always shines
She’ll be flyin′ o’er my home, In about three hours time
Intro Flöte
This old airport′s got me down, It’s no earthly good to me
‚Cause 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’d best be on my way, In the early morning rain
You can′t jump a jet plane, Like you can a freight train
So I’d best be on my way, In the early morning rain