| Song | Back to Indiana |
| Artist | The Elms |
| Album | The Great American Midrange |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bennett, Daugherty, Thomas | |
| VERSE 1.There ain't no way to tell a man why a river flows, | |
| Or how a diamond can be born out of busted coal. | |
| There ain't a word that | |
| I can find to describe her touch. | |
| I can't deny that | |
| I would follow her through flame and flood. | |
| I got a ticket for a bus leavin' | |
| New Orleans. | |
| I'll say a prayer that every single light turns green. | |
| I'll buy a cheap bouquet from the flower shop, | |
| And hope she waits for me at the final stop. | |
| Oh, she will... | |
| CHORUS:I'm going back to | |
| Indiana now | |
| To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
| And even if the world is burning down, | |
| I'm going back to | |
| Indiana now. | |
| VERSE 2.I've played guitar each night for the finest kind. | |
| I've left a whole lotta chance on the road behind. | |
| I don't believe in fate. | |
| I call it destiny. | |
| And if I'm lucky yet, she'll keep a place for me. | |
| Oh, she will... | |
| CHORUS:I'm going back to | |
| Indiana now | |
| To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
| And even if the world is burning down, | |
| I'm going back to | |
| Indiana now. | |
| VERSE 3:I've got a photo of her standin' near an orange tree. | |
| I keep it hidden in my pocket with a rosary. | |
| I told the driver of the bus that he had a deal, | |
| By the morning | |
| I'll be with her in the golden fields. | |
| CHORUS (X2) | |
| I'm going back to | |
| Indiana now (X2) | |
| Oh she will.... |
| zuo qu : Bennett, Daugherty, Thomas | |
| VERSE 1. There ain' t no way to tell a man why a river flows, | |
| Or how a diamond can be born out of busted coal. | |
| There ain' t a word that | |
| I can find to describe her touch. | |
| I can' t deny that | |
| I would follow her through flame and flood. | |
| I got a ticket for a bus leavin' | |
| New Orleans. | |
| I' ll say a prayer that every single light turns green. | |
| I' ll buy a cheap bouquet from the flower shop, | |
| And hope she waits for me at the final stop. | |
| Oh, she will... | |
| CHORUS: I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now | |
| To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
| And even if the world is burning down, | |
| I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now. | |
| VERSE 2. I' ve played guitar each night for the finest kind. | |
| I' ve left a whole lotta chance on the road behind. | |
| I don' t believe in fate. | |
| I call it destiny. | |
| And if I' m lucky yet, she' ll keep a place for me. | |
| Oh, she will... | |
| CHORUS: I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now | |
| To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
| And even if the world is burning down, | |
| I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now. | |
| VERSE 3: I' ve got a photo of her standin' near an orange tree. | |
| I keep it hidden in my pocket with a rosary. | |
| I told the driver of the bus that he had a deal, | |
| By the morning | |
| I' ll be with her in the golden fields. | |
| CHORUS X2 | |
| I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now X2 | |
| Oh she will.... |
| zuò qǔ : Bennett, Daugherty, Thomas | |
| VERSE 1. There ain' t no way to tell a man why a river flows, | |
| Or how a diamond can be born out of busted coal. | |
| There ain' t a word that | |
| I can find to describe her touch. | |
| I can' t deny that | |
| I would follow her through flame and flood. | |
| I got a ticket for a bus leavin' | |
| New Orleans. | |
| I' ll say a prayer that every single light turns green. | |
| I' ll buy a cheap bouquet from the flower shop, | |
| And hope she waits for me at the final stop. | |
| Oh, she will... | |
| CHORUS: I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now | |
| To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
| And even if the world is burning down, | |
| I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now. | |
| VERSE 2. I' ve played guitar each night for the finest kind. | |
| I' ve left a whole lotta chance on the road behind. | |
| I don' t believe in fate. | |
| I call it destiny. | |
| And if I' m lucky yet, she' ll keep a place for me. | |
| Oh, she will... | |
| CHORUS: I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now | |
| To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
| And even if the world is burning down, | |
| I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now. | |
| VERSE 3: I' ve got a photo of her standin' near an orange tree. | |
| I keep it hidden in my pocket with a rosary. | |
| I told the driver of the bus that he had a deal, | |
| By the morning | |
| I' ll be with her in the golden fields. | |
| CHORUS X2 | |
| I' m going back to | |
| Indiana now X2 | |
| Oh she will.... |