THE END OF THE RAINBOW Richard Thompson Transcribed bu Phil Saunders (Capo 3rd fret, recorded in Cm, transcribed in Am) The C(?) doesn't sound quite right, corrections welcomed.
I feel for you, you little horror
Safe at your mother's breast
No lucky break for you around the corner
'Cause your father is a bully
And he thinks that you're a pest (?) And your sister she's no better than a whore.
Life seems so rosy in the cradle,
But I'll be a friend I'll tell you what's in store
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow.
There's nothing to grow up for anymore
Tycoons and barrow boys will rob you And throw you on the side And all because they love themselves sincerely And the man hold a bread knife Up to you throat it's four feet wide And he's anxious just to show you what it's for.
Your mother works so hard to make you happy But take a look outside your nursery door There's nothing at the end of the rainbow. There's nothing to grow up for anymore
All the sad and empty faces That pass you in the street All running in their sleep, all in a dream Every loving handshake Is just another man to beat How your heart aches just to cut hiom to the core
Life seems so rosy in the cradle, But I'll be a friend I'll tell you what's in store There's nothing at the end of the rainbow. There's nothing to grow up for anymore
