When all the world is a (Bb)hope less jum ble and the (F)rain drops tum ble all a (C)round,

(F)heav

(F#dim)en

(Gm)o pens a (C)mag ic (F)lane.

When all the clouds dark en (Bb)up the sky way, there’s a (F)rain bow high way to be (Em7)found,

(Dm7)lead

(Dm)ing

(B)from your (Bb7)win dow (Am7)pane

to a (C7)place be hind the (Am7)sun,

just a (C)step be yond the (Dm7)rain.

(F)Some

(Dm)where

(Am)o ver the rain (F7)bow (Bbmaj7)way

(Bb6)up

(F7)high,

(Bb)there’s

(Bbm6)a

(F)land that I (D)heard of (Gm)once in a (C)lull a (F)by.

(F)Some

(Dm)where

(Am)o ver the rain (F7)bow (Bbmaj7)skies

(Bb6)are

(F7)blue,

(Bb)and

(Bbm6)the

(F)dreams that you (D)dare to (Gm)dream real ly (C)do come (F)by.

(F)true.

Some day I’ll wish up on a star and (Gm)wake up where the clouds are far be (F6)hind

(D)me.

Where (F)trou bles melt like lem on drops, a (Dm6)way, a bove the chim ney tops, that’s (Am)where

(G#dim)you’ll

(Gm)find

(C7)me.

(F)Some

(Dm)where

(Am)o ver the rain (F7)bow (Bbmaj7)blue

(Bb6)birds

(F7)fly.

(Bb)Birds

(Bbm6)fly

(F)o ver the (D)rain bow, (Gm)why then, oh (C)why can’t (F)I?

Some day I’ll wish up on a star and (Gm)wake up where the clouds are far be (F6)hind

(D)me.

Where (F)trou bles melt like lem on drops, a (Dm6)way, a bove the chim ney tops, that’s (Am)where

(G#dim)you’ll

(Gm)find

(C7)me.

(F)Some

(Dm)where

(Am)o ver the rain (F7)bow (Bbmaj7)blue

(Bb6)birds

(F7)fly.

(Bb)Birds

(Bbm6)fly

(F)o ver the (D)rain bow, (Gm)why then, oh (C)why can’t (F)I?

Some (F)I?

If hap py lit tle blue birds fly be (Bb)yond the rain bow, why (C)oh (Dm)why (C7)can’t (F)I?