A melancholy lament about dreams that don’t come true, 1918. words by Joseph McCarthy music by Harry Carroll
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Lyrics
At the end of the rainbow there’s happiness
And to find it how often I’ve tried
But my life is a race, just a wild goose chase
And my dreams have all been denied
Why have I always been a failure
What can the reason be?
I wonder if the world’s to blame
I wonder if it could be me?
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I’m always chasing rainbows, watching clouds drifting by
My schemes are just like all my dreams, ending in the sky
Some fellows look and find the sunshine
I always look and find the rain
Some fellows make a winning sometime
I never even make a gain, believe me
I’m always chasing rainbows
Waiting to find a little bluebird in vain
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