| We leave home expecting to find a blue bird
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| Hoping ev’ry cloud will be silver lined
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| But we all return as we live wo learn
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| That we left our happiness behind
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| When they sing you «Look for the Silver Lining,»
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| It is silver dollars they’re looking for
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| You will find my friend that the rainbow’s end
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| Is somewhere around your kitchen door
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| The bird with feathers of blue, is waiting for you
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| Back in your own back yard
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| You’ll see your castle in Spain, through your window pane
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| Back in your own back yard
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| Oh you can go to the East go to the West
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| But someday you’ll come weary at heart back where you started from
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| You’ll find your happiness lies, right under your eyes
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| Back In Your Own Backyard |