At the End of the Rainbow

Album cover art for "At the End of the Rainbow" by Cowboy Junkies

Cowboy Junkies - Pop

At the End of the Rainbow

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Again At the end of the rainbow Again No gold to be found Just this cold unmade bed The last 3 words you said And this buzzing on the telephone line Paris, well, there is fog on the seine Amsterdam still courses through my veins All these dark crazy sights Wouldn't be so bad If I could just taste your breath once again Honey I saw your daddy Lying by the roadside His feet sticking out of a sack Honey they'll be calling To tell you that your daddy Never will be coming back Again At the end of the rainbow Again No words to be found Just this voice sad and alone Me wishing I was home And the silence on the telephone line

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  • Michael Timmins