[00:22.38]I have always been a wand'rer
[00:23.99]Over land and sea
[00:25.56]Yet a moonbeam on the water
[00:30.77]Casts a spell o'er me
[00:36.92]A vision fair I see
[00:42.39]Again I seem to be
[00:47.66]Back home again in Indiana
[00:55.56]And it seems that I can see
[00:57.99]The gleaming candlelight still burning bright
[01:15.14]Through the sycamores for me
[01:41.65]The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
[02:15.52]Through the fields I used to roam
[02:19.26]When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
[02:21.98]How I long for my Indiana home
[02:25.93]Fancy paints on mem'ry's canvas
[02:29.66]Scenes that we hold dear
[02:40.28]We recall them in days after
[02:47.54]Clearly they appear
[02:50.55]And often times I see
[02:54.42]A scene that's dear to me
[02:59.87]Back home again in Indiana
[03:02.60]And it seems that I can see
[03:07.47]The gleaming candlelight still burning bright
[03:11.71]Through the sycamores for me
[03:21.54]The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
[03:33.76]Through the fields I used to roam
[03:41.07]When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
[03:58.79]How I long for my Indiana home