Richard Thompson - End of the rainbow

I feel for ^Amyou, you little ^Fhorror Safe ^Dmat your mother's ^Gbreast No ^Flucky ^Cbreak for ^Fyou around the ^Gcorner 'Cause your ^Amfather is a ^Fbully And he ^Dmthinks that you're a ^Gpest And your ^Bbsister she's no ^C/Gbetter than a ^Amwhore.

^DmLife ^Amseems so ^Frosy in the ^Gcradle, But I'll ^Ambe a ^Gfriend I'll ^Ftell you what's in ^Gstore There's ^Dmnothing ^Amat the ^Fend of the ^Grainbow. There's ^Amnothing ^Gto grow ^Fup for any^Gmore

Tycoon^Ams and barrow boys ^Fwill rob you And th^Dmrow you on the sid^Ge And a^Fll b^Cecause they love^F themselves^G sincerely And the^Am man holds a brea^Fd knife Up to yo^Dmu throat it's fo^Gur feet wide And he's ^Bbanxious just to ^C/Gshow you what it's ^Amfor.

^DmYour m^Amother works s^Fo hard to make y^Gou happy But tak^Ame a look^G outside ^Fyour nurser^Gy door There'^Dms nothing ^Amat the e^Fnd of the ra^Ginbow. There'^Ams nothing ^Gto grow^F up for any^Gmore

All^Am the sad and ^Fempty faces That ^Dmpass you in^G the street All ^Frunni^Cng in their sle^Fep, all in ^Ga dream Eve^Amry loving h^Fandshake Is jus^Dmt another m^Gan to beat How your ^Bbheart aches just to ^C/Gcut him to the ^Amcore

^DmLife see^Amms so rosy^F in the ^Gcradle But I'^Amll be a frien^Gd I'll tell^F you what's i^Gn store There'^Dms nothing ^Amat the e^Fnd of the ra^Ginbow. There'^Ams nothing ^Gto grow^F up for any^Gmore