Back Home Again In Indiana

Back home again in Indiana oh it seems that I can see

That gleaming candlelight still burning bright

Through the sycamores for me

That new mown hay sends all it's fragrance

From the fields I used to roam

Oh I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash

Then I long for my Indiana home

Back home again in Indiana oh it seems that I can see

That gleaming candlelight still flickering bright

Through the sycamores for me

Lotsa mown hay sends all it's fragrance

From the fields I used to roam

When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash

And I long for my Indiana home