(by Billie Holiday)       That bird with feathers of blue    Is waiting for you    Back in your own backyard       You'll see your castles in Spain    Through your window pane    Back in your own backyard       Oh you can go to the East    Go to the West    Someday you'll come    Weary at heart    Back where you started from       You'll find your happiness lies    Right under your eyes    Back in your own backyard       That bird with feathers of blue    Is waiting for you    Back in your own backyard       You'll see your castles in Spain    Through your window pane    Back in your own backyard       You can go to the East    Go to the West    Someday you'll come    Weary at heart    Back where you started from       You'll find your happiness lies    Right under your eyes    Back in your own    Back in your own    Back in your own backyard