(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