The Boss is Hangin’ out a Rainbow
Heigh-ho!
Why should I be grievin’?
Stormy clouds are leavin’.
The boss is hangin’ out a rainbow.
Heigh-ho!
Now the grass is greener,
Air is cool and cleaner,
The boss is hangin’ out a rainbow.
Many days I’ve rode the rolling ranges,
Feeling every heartbeat of the West.
Sun and wind and rain and many changes
But that’s because the boss knows what is best.
Heigh-ho!
Why should I be grievin’?
Stormy clouds are leavin’.
The boss is hangin’ out a rainbow.
Heigh-ho!
Now the grass is greener,
Air is cool and cleaner,
The boss is hangin’ out a rainbow.
I saw him throw his lariat,
A braided lightnin’ strand.
I saw him catch those angry clouds
And burn ‘em with his brand.
Heigh-ho!
Now the sun is blazin’,
Hungry cattle grazin’,
The boss is hangin’ out a rainbow.
The boss is hangin’ out a rainbow.
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Nolan's music, contact:
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Songwriter’s Guild of America
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