Chasin' Rainbows - Norman Blake

Someday you'll find the end of my rainbow

And maybe you'll find a little pot of gold

Someday while running around

You'll find what we never found

Golden mist

Rainbow's kiss

All comes down in a little pot of gold

Someday those silver clouds will be lifting

That's seem to cover up my gold

There is nothing I can do

Wow that I am feeling blue

But chase those rainbows in my soul

Someday you'll find the end of my rainbow

And maybe you'll find a little pot of gold

Someday while running around

You'll find what we never found

Golden mist

Rainbow's stip

All falls down in a little pot of gold

Someday those silver clouds will be lifting

That's seem to cover up my gold

There is nothing I can do

Wow that I am feeling blue

But chase those rainbows in my soul

There is nothing I can do

Wow that I am feeling blue

But chase those rainbows in my soul