[ Featuring Ethan Young, Ballard MacDonald ]
Indiana, our Indiana
Indiana, we're all for you
Back home again in Indiana
And it seems that I can see
The gleaming candlelight
Still burning bright
Through the sycamores for me
The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
Through the fields I used to roam
And when I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
How I long to see my Indiana home
Indiana, our Indiana
Indiana, we're all for you
Back home again in Indiana
I can see them watching me
Everyone is white
Ignorance is blight
Through the sycamores
For
Me
Me
Me
Me
