Bobby Darin & Johnny Mercer - Indiana Lyrics

Johnny:Back home again in IndianaBobby:Ah, ... talk about the South!Johnny:And it seems that I can seeThe gleaming candlelightStill shinin' brightThrough the sycamores for meThe new mown haySends all its fragrance ...Bobby:You know 'bout that jazzJohnny:From the fields I used to roamBobby:I'm a Yankee myselfJohnny:When I dream about the moonlight on the WabashThen I long for my Indian homeBobby:Sounds like it could be fun!Back home again in IndianaJohnny:Way out west!Bobby:And it seems that I can see ...Johnny:See what?Bobby:The gleaming' candlelight ...Johnny:One wattBobby:Still shinin' brightThrough the sycamores for meThe new mown hay ...Johnny:Cut it yourself?Bobby:Yeah, ... sends all its fragranceFrom the fields I use to roamJohnny:Roamin' in the gloamin'Bobby:When I dream about the moonlight on the WabashThen I long for my Indiana homeJohnny:When the meadowlarkIs singin' in the springtime ...Bobby:I want to sing a little swingJohnny:I got the key, just follow meScat singBobby:You mean?Scat singBoth:Scat singJohnny:When things are peachyOn the old Ogichee ...Bobby:Where the heck is that?When they start to shiverOn 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 homeScat sing