Leaving on a jet plane

All my bags are packed, i'm ready to go
just standing there outside your door
I hate to wait you up to say goodbye
but the dawn is breaking, its early morn'
the taxi waiting, he's blowing his horn
already I so lonesome I could die

So kiss me and smile with me
tell me that you'll wait for me
hold me like you never let me go
cos I leaving on a jet plane
dont know when I be back again
Oh babe I hate to go..