Back in Your Own Back Yard

(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