Lyrics Indiana - Bobby Darin

Indiana

Johnny:
Back home again in Indiana
Bobby:
Ah, … talk about the South!
Johnny:
And it seems that I can see
The gleaming candlelight
Still shinin' bright
Through the sycamores for me
The new mown hay
Sends all its fragrance …
Bobby:
You know 'bout that jazz
Johnny:
From the fields I used to roam
Bobby:
I’m a Yankee myself
Johnny:
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
Then I long for my Indian home
Bobby:
Sounds like it could be fun!
Back home again in Indiana
Johnny:
Way out west!
Bobby:
And it seems that I can see …
Johnny:
See what?
Bobby:
The gleaming' candlelight …
Johnny:
One watt
Bobby:
Still shinin' bright
Through the sycamores for me
The new mown hay …
Johnny:
Cut it yourself?
Bobby:
Yeah, … sends all its fragrance
From the fields I use to roam
Johnny:
Roamin' in the gloamin'
Bobby:
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
Then I long for my Indiana home
Johnny:
When the meadowlark
Is singin' in the springtime …
Bobby:
I want to sing a little swing
Johnny:
I got the key, just follow me
Scat sing
Bobby:
You mean?
Scat sing
Both:
Scat sing
Johnny:
When things are peachy
On the old Ogichee …
Bobby:
Where the heck is that?
When they start to shiver
On the Hudson River …
Johnny:
I know where that is!
Bobby: Yeah!
Johnny:
I dream of my Indiana …
Bobby:
New York and Old Savannah …
Both:
Dream of my Indiana home
Scat sing