Up In Indiana
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Up In Indiana
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Up in indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named rose
Hair blonde as hay and long as a rope
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
Hell don't care but heaven knows
I'm up in indiana where the tall corn grows
Mama, say a prayer for your only son
God, forgive him all the wrong he's done
All he ever wanted is to have some fun
And now he's up in indiana 'till his time is done
Up in indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named rose
Hair blonde as hay and long as a rope
Up in indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named rose
Hell don't care, 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 blonde as hay and long as a rope
Up in indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named rose
Hell don't care, 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
Laying 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 blonde as hay and long as a rope
Up in indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named rose
Hell don't care, 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
Standin' 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 blonde as hay and long as a rope
Up in indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named rose
Hair blonde as hay and long as a rope
Up in indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' bout a girl named rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in indiana where the tall corn grows
Up in indiana where the tall corn grows
Up in indiana where the tall corn grows
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