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Bobby Darin - Indiana - Текст песни

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
   
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