Indiana Lyrics - Bobby Darin

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