Pot of gold

Come with me to the end of the rainbow
For we will find our pot of gold
We won’t have far to go you know
Or at least that’s what I am told

It is over the stone arched bridge
Where the raging river does flow
Along yonder cobbled road to The wooded valley down below

Just imagine the colours 
We will see
Up above in the rainbow
If you come with me

We can go out in the morning
With the rising of the sun
Oh please will you come 
It could be such fun

I will bring my knapsack
With a little steel spade
We shall seek out the spot
Where the treasure is laid

I will meet you in the meadow
After the early dawn
If you do not turn up
Then I shall walk it alone