Texty: Brenda Lee. Back In Your Own Backyard.

You can go to the east you go to the west
But you'll always come to where you started from
The bird we think that are blue is waiting for you
Back in your own backyard
You see your castle in Spain through your window pane
Back in your own backyard

Oh, you can go to the east go to the west
But 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

The bird with feathers of blue is waiting for you
Back in your own backyard
You 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
But 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
Happiness lies right under your eyes
Back in your own backyard