This song is our household anthem. We use it to introduce ourselves to
new-found friends, and it's an important part of the opening ceremonies of
RainbowCon.
The song was originally about Steve and his wife Colleen, and their house
in San Jose called "Grand Central Starport". It was a gathering-place for
local fans and filkers. When Steve and Colleen moved to Seattle and added
Naomi and her kids, they moved into a huge house they called "Rainbow's
End", and Steve added a new verse and modified chorus.
Now, the household is known as "The Rainbow Caravan"; a couple of new
verses are definitely in order. But the basics haven't changed.
Colleen is halfway buried as she crochets up a quilt
I'm getting in some songs before my voice begins to wilt.
Kids are shouting back in Emmy's room, the pizza's getting hot;
Folks come over every Wednesday whether we're at home or not.
When we moved North to Rainbow's End some things got re-arranged;
The family's gotten bigger, but the main things haven't changed.
Folks are singing in the Great Room, and the chili's getting hot;
They come over every Sunday whether we're at home or not.
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We have
computers, toys, and
magazines, and quiet co
zy
nooks;
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The bathroom's lined with ti
les
and the
living rooms
with
books.
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There's
boxes full of
god-
knows-
what
in the
cupboards up ab
ove,
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And we
always keep
good
compa
ny and
love.
We moved to Whidbey Island, though we aren't quite certain how;
Our yard has deer and rabbits and sometimes a neighbor's cow.
We're now the Rainbow Caravan, but never mind the name;
No matter where we wander we're a family just the same.
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A
Asus2
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We have
computers, toys, and
magazines, and quiet co
zy
nooks;
E7
A
E
A
Asus2
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The bathroom's lined with
cupboards
and the
living room
with
books.
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Asus4
A
Asus2
A
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There are
boxes full of
tools
be
low and
full of
beds ab
ove,
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E6
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And we
always keep
good
compa
ny and
love.
\S: There's a gallery of science-fiction pictures in the hall,
\N: And something's taped or bolted on to each square foot of wall.
\G: Our children's closets look just like a baby dragon's hoard;
\A: It's true that we're disorganized, but at least we're seldom bored.
\S: There's a guest crashed on the futon couch who's too wiped out to leave,
\N: And something in the fridge that's been there since last Christmas eve.
\G: We're packed in five dimensions, and through the twilight zone,
\A: It's all the friendly clutter here that makes it feel like home.
Inspired by a friend's account of a visit to our house (the first
one--Grand Central Starport in San Jos\'e). We keep having to add verses,
and some of the original ones have become more inclusive. This song has
become our household anthem, and part of RainbowCon's opening ceremonies.