Under The Rainbow — текст песни (Yearwood Trisha)

Evening, porch swing, we love to watch it rain,
To some folks, it ain`t much, but we think we`ve got it made,
Some people dream about streets paved with gold,
Only to find a yellow brick road,
We know the way that story goes.
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Here under the rainbow,
People pass us by,
We laugh at the way they laugh at you and I,
The world is spinning around and around,
Everybody`s looking for higher ground,
But here under the rainbow dreams fall from the sky, from the sky.
We`ve got an old car with spare parts and a broken radio,
So many back seat memories we just can`t let it go,
Sometimes we like to take it out,
Give the neighbours something to talk about,
Movin` as slow as the law allows.
Chorus
Some people dream about streets paved with gold,
Only to find a yellow brick road,
We know the way that story goes.
Chorus