| 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
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| Through your window pane,
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| Back in your own back yard.
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| Now you can go to the east,
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| Go to the west,
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| Bit some day you’ll come,
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| Weary at heart, back where you started from.
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| You’ll find your happiness lies
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| Right under your eyes,
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| Back in your own back yard.
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| The bird with feathers of blue
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| 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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| Now you can fly to the east,
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| Fly to the west,
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| Bit some day you’ll come,
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| Weary at heart, back where you started from.
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| You’ll find your happiness lies
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| Right under your eyes,
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| Back in your, your own back yard. |