RODE ON TOP OF A RAINBOW
FROM VEGAS TO SAN DIEGO
I FEARED I WAS FALLING
BUT IT WAS ONLY A SWEET SENORITA
SHE WAS JUST HALF MY AGE
I WAS FALLING FOR HER
AS WE RODE PAST THE BLOOMS AND THE SAGE
TRAVELING WITH YOUNG DANIEL BOONE
WONDERING WOULD HE BE MY SON SOON
I KNEW IF HE WAS MINE
I'D WEAN HIM ON FINE SWEET WINE
HE REACHED DOWN
AS HE DID HE SAID
"I CAN TOUCH THE STARS"
THEN I NOTICED THE STARS WERE YELLOW GREEN AND RED
THOSE BEADS WERE WORKING THEIR SPELL
AND AS THE NIGHT ENDED
THERE WAS PEACE AND LOVE AND ALL WAS WELL