(H. Arlen - E. Y. Harburg)

Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high

There's a land that I heard of, once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream, really do come true


Someday I'll wish upon a star, and wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly

Birds fly over the rainbow, why then, oh why can't I?

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(bis)


If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why, oh why can't I?