Back In Your Own Back Yard
Al Jolson · Other Songs - Al Jolson
Hoping every cloud will be silver lined,
But we all return,
And as we live we learn
That we left our happiness behind.
The bird with feathers of blue
Is waiting for you,
Back in your own back yard.
You'll see your castle in Spain
Through your window pane,
Back in your own back yard.
Now you can go to the east,
Go to the west,
Bit some day you'll come,
Weary at heart, back where you started from.
You'll find your happiness lies
Right under your eyes,
Back in your own back yard.
The bird with feathers of blue
Is waiting for you,
Back in your own back yard.
You'll see your castle in Spain
Through your window pane,
Back in your own back yard.
Now you can fly to the east,
Fly to the west,
Bit some day you'll come,
Weary at heart, back where you started from.
You'll find your happiness lies
Right under your eyes,
Back in your, your own back yard.
Back In Your Own Back Yard
Al Jolson's 1933 recording of 'Back In Your Own Back Yard' stands as a quintessential example of the Great American Songbook, showcasing his unparalleled vocal dexterity and theatrical flair. Performed in the vibrant style of the Ziegfeld Follies, the track captures the exuberant spirit of the early 1930s musical theater scene. Jolson's signature crooning, characterized by its emotional depth and rhythmic swing, brings a unique energy to the material that defined the era. This recording highlights his ability to blend comedy and pathos, a hallmark of his career that made him a global icon. The song reflects the optimism and social commentary often found in the works of the time, delivered with a polish that cemented Jolson's status as a leading figure in American popular music.