When there are two rainbows in the sky
Maybe there are two pots of gold
After the storm has passed us on by
Does the leprechaun grow quite bold


Would he keep us from finding treasure
And hide it not at rainbow's end
Would he deprive us of such pleasure
When we hurry around the bend


Are those two colorful rainbows near
Each other or miles far apart
The end of which I wonder my Dear
You go left, to the right I'll start


Should you find the gold before I do
Will you share it with sweet old me
Left, right, or both there's nary a clue
Which of us earn the finders fee


When there are two rainbows in the sky
Maybe there are two pots of gold
After the storm has passed us by
Does the leprechaun grown quite bold