Indiana Lyrics - Nat King Cole

Back home again in Indiana, 

And it seems that I can see 

The gleamin' candlelight, 

Still shinin' bright, 

Through the sycamores for me. 

The new mown 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. 

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Oh, I have always been a wanderer 

Over land and sea, 

Yet a moonbeam on the water 

Casts a spell o'er me; 

A vision fair I see, 

Again I long to be; 

Back home again in Indiana, 

And it seems that I can see 

The gleamin' candlelight, 

Still shinin' bright, 

Through the sycamores for me. 

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The new mown 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, 

Indiana home.