Indiana Lyrics
Back home again in Indiana
And it seems that I can see
The gleamin' candlelight still shinin' bright
Through the sycamores for me
The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
From the fields I used to roam
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
Then I long for my Indiana home
Oh I have always been a wanderer
Over land and sea yet a moonbeam on the water
Casts a spell o'er me
A vision fair I see again I long to be
Back home again in Indiana
And it seems that I can see
The gleamin' candlelight still shinin' bright
Through the sycamores for me
The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
From the fields I used to roam
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
Then I long for my Indiana home Indiana home