On the day I was born said my father, said he
I've an elegant legacy waiting for ye
'Tis a rhyme for your lips and a song for your heart
To sing whenever the world falls apart

Look, look, look to the rainbow
Follow it over the hill and stream
Look, look, look to the rainbow
Follow the fellow who follows a dream
Follow the fellow, follow the fellow
Follow the fellow who follows a dream

'Twas a sumptuous gift bequeathed to a child
Oh, the lure of that song kept her feet running wild
For you never grow old and you never stand still
With a whippoorwill singing beyond the next hill

So, I bundled me heart and I roamed the world free
To the east with the lark, To the west with the sea
And I searched all the world and I scanned all the skies
But I found it at last in my own true love's eyes

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Burton Lane, E. Y. Harburg