(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