POT OF GOLD

Did you know there’s a pot of gold

At the end of every rainbow?

That’s what my momma said

Every night before I went to bed
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And I believed her, I did

Every word she said

Cause my momma wouldn’t lie

About those pretty colors in the sky
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How did God think of making

Such a totally awesome sight

Yellow, red, blue and green

And all those shades in between

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When I was older and got a bike

I’d ride like crazy toward the lights

Straight toward that rainbow

My head way down low

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I’d find that pot of gold someday

Yes I would, I surely would

It was my destiny to be

A rich boy, don’t you see?
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But every time I’d get real close
To a rainbow’s elusive end

It would quickly shift or veer

Or simply disappear
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Then on my way home one day
The sky turned grey then black

Thunder clapped and rain came down

I thought I’d surely drown
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Riding for my life, I happened to look up
To see the radiant sun peak out

Suddenly there I was all lit up, aglow

Smack dab at the end of the rainbow
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I looked around quite amazed

One arm was red, the other green

The rest of me a royal blue

Man of man, could this be true?
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I looked around expectantly

Where’s my pot of gold?

To my left, then to my right

Nothing there but colored light
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For days and weeks I mourned

The loss of hopes and dreams

My Momma asked me why so sad?

Because you lied, and now I’m mad
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She smiled and said she hadn’t lied

God works in mysterious ways

When she was done, I understood

The Lord was wise and good
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He put me out there in that storm

Then beamed his glorious light

So my eyes would open wide and see

The pot of gold was there, it was me