"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