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Leaving on a Jet Plane Lyrics: All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go / I'm standing here outside your door / I hate to wake you up to say goodbye / But the dawn is breaking,...
John Denver Lyrics. "Leaving On A Jet Plane". All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go. I'm standing here outside your door. I hate to wake you up to say good-bye. But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn. The taxi's waiting He's blowing his horn. Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
Apr 27, 2020 · Song: John Denver - Leaving On A Jet Plane Background: Unsplash "Leaving on a Jet Plane" is a song written by John Denver in 1966 and most famously recorded by Peter, Paul and Mary.
Leaving On a Jet Plane Lyrics: All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go / I'm standin' here outside your door / I hate to wake you up to say goodbye / But the dawn is breakin'...
"Leaving on a Jet Plane" is a song written and recorded by American singer-songwriter John Denver in 1966, originally included on his debut demo recording John Denver Sings as "Babe I Hate to Go". He made several copies and gave them out as presents for Christmas of that year.
'Cause I'm leavin' on a jet plane. Don't know when I'll be back again. Oh babe, I hate to go. There's so many times I've let you down. So many times I've played around. I tell you now, they don't mean a thing.
Apr 3, 2018 · A song made popular by Peter, Paul and Mary in 1969.Written by John Denver.
I’m leaving on a jet plane, don’t know when I’ll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go. All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go, I'm standing here outside your door, I hate to wake you up to say good-bye. But the dawn is breaking, it's early morn, the taxi's waiting He's blowing his horn. Already I'm so lonesome I could die.
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LEAVING ON A JET PLANE. John Denver. All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go, I'm standing here outside the door. I hate to wake you up to say goodbye. But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn', The Taxi's waitin', he's blown his horn. Already I'm so lonesome I could die. So kiss me and smile for me, Tell me that you'll wait for me,