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, 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?
-E.Y. Harburg, 1939

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