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
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 blond as hay and long as rope 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 at night [Incomprehensible] Laying on the bank with a fishing bow Instead of cutting this corn and losing my soul
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 back They lift their ears up to the sky Standing tall and satisfied Like to try to run but I just might die
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 growsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
