Look to the Rainbow

In Glocca Morra, where we come from

There is an old legend

You'll never grow old, and you'll never grow poor

If you look to the rainbow beyond the next moor

It's a lovely legend

I wonder who thought it up

My father

On the day I was born

Said my father, said he

I’ve an elegant legacy waitin' for ye

Tis' a rhyme for your lip

And a song for your heart

To sing it whenever the world falls apart

Look, Look, Look to the rainbow

Follow it over the hill and stream

Look, look, look to the rainbow

Follow the fellow who follows a dream

So I bundled my heart

And I roamed the world free

To the east with the lark

To the west with the sea

And I'll search all the earth

And I'll scan all the skies

Till I find it at last in my own true love’s eyes

Look, Look, Look to the rainbow

Follow it over the hill and stream

Look, look, look to the rainbow

Follow the fellow who follows a dream

Follow the fellow

Follow the fellow

Follow the fellow (Follow)

Who follows a dream (Follows a dream)