With a wintry storm-blown sigh

A silver cloud blows right on by

I hear it crying and trying to say

‘catch the rainbow, it shows your way’

R1

So nice, so nice it’s really nice

So nice, so nice the rainbow’s line

So nice, so nice catch the rainbow’s line

So nice, so nice catch the rainbow’s line

So nice, so nice it’s really nice.

Take a look (and) you’ll surely find

We’re getting much too old before our time

Hey mister you understand

Let’s do some living after we die

R2

So nice, so nice it’s really nice

So nice, so nice the rainbow’s line

So nice, so nice catch the rainbow and you’ll never die

So nice, so nice I have my freedom but I don’t have much time

R3

So nice, so nice it’s really nice

So nice, so nice catch the rainbow’s line

So nice, so nice catch the rainbow and you’ll never die

So nice, so nice I have my freedom but I don’t have much time

So nice, so nice catch the rainbow and you’ll never die

So nice, so nice catch the rainbow and you’ll never die

So nice, so nice catch the rainbow’s line

So nice, so nice I have my freedom but I don’t have much time.