Leaving On A Jet Plane

Marsha Flew back to Manila with me, and as a type of
entertainment, the hostess had this game to play with
passengers. It was singing the lines to “Leaving On A
Jet Plane”, which go like this:


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', it's early morn
The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' 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
Hold me like you'll never let me go

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane
I 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'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing

Every place I go,
I think of youEvery song
I sing, I sing for you

When I come back
I'll wear your wedding ring
So kiss me and smile for me

Tell me that you'll wait for me
Hold me like you'll never let me go
'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane

I don't know when I'll be back again
Oh, babe, I hate to go ......

That song sure hit close to home ...... and heart.

That plane ride was easier to endure than the next because
she was with me. Leaving the airport in Manila would be an
all together different story. As I got on that plane, my heart
sank. I had fallen in love and married a Philippine beauty, and
had to leave her behind. That did not sit well. I felt like life
shouldn’t be so complicated.

Next time, I'll tell you about how I spent my time after
returning to the states. I'll tell you now, I wasn't partying
around. Nope, never did before, wasn't about to now.

Till then .....