L.A. International Airport    (1970)

Standing in that silent hall
Waitin' for that final call
Says he doesn't love me anymore
Shakin' hands, I pack a bag
Tremblin' voice, I call a cab
Slowly I start walkin' to the door

The cab arrives, he blows his horn
I stumble out in the early morn'
Tell him of the place I've got to go
Hit a hundred signal lights
Peterbilts in a traffic fight
Gettin' through these doors has been so slow

L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore

Stewardess in a mini-skirt
Hippie in a leather shirt
Starlet on her way to Naples, Rome
While I'm wonderin' where it's at
I see a Paris diplomat
College kids are tryin' to get back home

Baggage car goes quickly by
See my case and I start to cry
Stumbled to the lounge to be alone
And while I'm tryin' to get some rest
I bite my lips and try my best
To fight the pain that's makin' me leave home

L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore

With silver wings across the sky
Vapor trails that wave goodbye
To those below who've got to stay at home
I wish that I had flown at night
So I could take that Champagne flight
Rid myself of every tear I own

Soaring high above the heavens
In a seven-forty-seven
Fighting back the tears that curse my eyes
Captain's voice so loud and clear
Amplifies into my ear
Assuring me I'm flying friendly skies

L.A. International Airport
Where the big jet engines roar
L.A. International Airport
I won't see him anymore

Lyrics by Leanne Scott.
Recorded by David Frizzell; Susan Raye; Shirley Myers (completely different lyrics).


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