A F#7 B7 E7 A
Back home again in Indiana and it seems that I can see
D A
That gleaming candlelight still shining bright
B7 E7
Through the sycamores for me
A F#7 B7
The new mown hay sends all its fragrance
E7 F#m
From the fields I used to roam
A C#7 F#m
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
A E7 A
Then I'm longing for my Indiana home
A F#7 B7 E7 A
Back home again in Indiana and it seems that I can see
D A
That gleaming candlelight still shining bright
B7 E7
Through the sycamores for me
A F#7 B7
The new mown hay sends all its fragrance
E7 F#m
From the fields I used to roam
A C#7 F#m
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
A E7 A
Then I'm longing for my Indiana home