The Rainbow Song - David Gates

Fresh out of high school, diploma in hand

Ain’t much you ain’t seen and don’t understand

Ain’t going steady, she’s ripe and ready

It’s all so heady, this graduation

Two years later she’s walking the floor

She loves her baby but she don’t want no more

She’s met the crisis, lost paradises

World’s not as nice as she thought that it would be

Don’t you worry things will work out for the best

You just watch out for yourself don’t worry about the rest

Even though you watched your rainbow fade away

It almost always means a brighter one is gonna come someday

Fresh out of college, he’s got his degree

He’s educated, success guaranteed

No job is waiting, it’s aggravating

He’s turned to painting apartment houses

He paints the landlord’s, and she’s right above

She meets the painter they fall into love

They move to 'Frisco, opened up a Disco

Now see, it just goes to show you what I mean

So don’t you worry things will work out for the best

Live each day like it’s your last don’t worry about the rest

If you’re too far down just play the «Rainbow Song»

It’s not too hard to find a groove, get back and just sing along