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Old Folks At Home, Swanee River
Song: E.Y. Harburg, Harold Arlen @ wiki.
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.
Some day I’ll wish upon a star,
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops,
Away 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 happy little Bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow,
Why, oh why can’t I?
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