(Back Home Again In) Indiana (Remastered) - Julie London
Back home again in Indiana
And seems that I can see
The gleaming candle light still shining bright
Through the Sycamores for me
The new-mowed hay sends all its fragrance
From the fields I used to roam
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
Then I long for my Indiana home
Back home again in Indiana
And seems that I can see
The gleaming candle light
Wu it shining so bright
Through the Sycamores for me
The new-mowed hay sends all its fragrance
From the fields I used to roam
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
Then I long for my Indiana home
Back home again wu wu wu