Bobby Darin - Indiana lyrics

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