Lyric Swlabr

by Jack Bruce and Pete Brown

Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night.
Coming to me in the morning, leaving me alone.
You ve got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.

Running to me a-cryin when he throws you out.
Running to me a-cryin , on your own again.
You ve got that pure feel, such good responses,
But the picture has a mustache.

You re coming to me with that soulful look on your face,
Coming looking like you ve never ever done one wrong thing.

You re coming to me with that soulful look on your face.
You re coming looking like you ve never ever done one wrong thing.

So many fantastic colors; I feel in a wonderland.
Many fantastic colors makes me feel so good.
You ve got that pure feel, such good responses.
You ve got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.