Over The Rainbow
(E. Y. Harburg - Harold Arlen)
Somewhere over the rainbow,
Way up high
There's a land that I heard of once,
In a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow,
Skies are blue.
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me...
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
Way above the chimney tops,
That's where you'll find me...
Somewhere...
Over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly,
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then oh why can't I?
If all those little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow...
Why .. oh .. why .. can't I?
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