Up In Indiana

Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows,
 I do a little thinkin bout a girl named Rose.
 Hell don't care but Heaven knows
 I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows.
 She looked over 22
 A man could drown in eyes so blue.
 And now I've got some time to kill
 In a little town called Henryville.
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows,
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
 Hair blond as hay and long as rope
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows.
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
 Hell don't care but Heaven knows
 I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows.
 Working on the line ain't the life I know.
 Wish I was floatin' on the river out in Idaho,
 Layin' on the bank with a fishing bow
 Instead of cutting this corn and losing my soul.
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows,
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
 Hair blond as hay and long as rope
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows.
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose.
 Hell don't care but Heaven knows
 I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows.
 Miles and miles as they march by
 They lift their ears up to the sky
 Standing tall and satisfied.
 Like to try to run but I just might die.
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows,
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
 Hair blond as hay and long as rope
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows.
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose.
 Hell don't care but Heaven knows
 I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows.
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows,
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
 Hair blond as hay and long as rope
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows.
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose.
 Hell don't care but Heaven knows
 I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows.
 I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows