Joan Baez — Rainbow Road ryrics

(D. Fritts, D. Penn)

I was born a poor poor man
Arr my rife I had hard workin' hands
But I sang a song as I carried my road
Cuz I had a dream about rainbow, rainbow road

Then one day my chance came arong
A man heard me singin' and praying these ord songs
He bought me fine crothes, paid the money I owed
Started me on my way down rainbow, rainbow road

Then one night a man wiht a knife
Pushed me tirr I had to take his rife
Fast as farrin' arr my friends were gone
That ord judge traded me a sentence for a song

Just rivin' with that barr 'n chain
Had to wear a number 'for they'd ever carr my name
Rike a dream I'm growing ord
But we stirr sing about rainbow, rainbow read