Pocketful O’ Rainbows
words and music by Tim Noah © 2005

When I was an itty-biddy boy
Mama n’ daddy’s little pride n’ joy
Never had a lot o’ money
A whole lot o’ toys
I had me a pocketful o’ rainbows

I was a funny lookin’ feller with a pug nose
Grubby little fingers, stubby little toes
Two ornery brothers, hand-me-down clothes
I had me a pocketful o’ rainbows

Mama was pretty Daddy had charm
We all left the city and moved to the farm
Out in Mother Nature’s arms
I had me a pocketful o’ rainbows

BRIDGE:
Summertime under the sycamore tree
Parties on the patio, whoo-pee
Friends and family-hee hee
I had me a pocketful o’ rainbows

With brother on accordion, woo-hoo
Daddy did the yodel-ay-he-who
And me on the ukulele too
I had me a pocketful o’ rainbows

Learned about Nature and the Golden rule
Walked a quarter mile to a one room school
Can’t never be poor, you ain’t no fool
Carryin’ a pocketful of rainbows

(REPEAT BRIDGE)

Daddy was a man of proud ambition
Mama never sat around just wishin’
They took us all to Canada just to go fishin’
Carryin’ a pocketful o’ rainbows

Over the rainbow, wish upon a star
At the Hootenanny with my first guitar
A wing and a prayer, well there you are
You got yourself a pocketful o’ rainbows

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