Rainbow

Well, let's take a walk in a soft green forest,
some early morning in Spring,
when the flower's poke up sleepy heads to bloom.

Or a daisy-dotted pasture
on a quiet little country farm,
while Bossy moseys on to make us room.

Girl, I ain't saying every day, our hearts are gonna fly.
Lord knows I ain't a perfect man, but you know that I'll try.
So let me love you at least until the day that I may die,
and I'll paint for you a rainbow, in your morning sky.

Maybe hike along a mountain path,
to the tune of a talkative brook,
where the breathing air's like sipping too much wine.

Or a sunny, sandy beach,
where laughing little children play,
just you and me and your little hand in mine.

Girl, I ain't saying every day, our hearts are gonna fly.
Lord knows I ain't a perfect man, but you know that I'll try.
So let me love you at least until the day that I may die,
and I'll paint for you a rainbow, in your morning sky.