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On the day I was born, |
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Said my father, said he, |
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I've an elegant legacy |
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Waiting for ye. |
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Tis a rhyme for your lips |
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And a song for your heart, |
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To sing whenever the world falls apart. |
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Look, look, look to the rainbow. |
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Follow it over the hill and stream. |
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Look, look, look to the rainbow. |
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Follow the fellow who follows a dream. |
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Follow the fellow, follow the fellow, |
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Follow the fellow who follows a dream. |
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'Twas a sumptuous gift bequeathed to a child. |
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Oh, the lure of that song |
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Kept her feet running wild. |
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For you never grow old and you never stand still |
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With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next hill. |
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So, I bundled me heart and I roamed the world free. |
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To the east with the lark |
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Tow the west with the sea. |
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And I searched all the world and I scanned all the skies. |
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But I found it at last in my own true love's eyes. |
