Indiana
Harry James and His Orchestra Lyrics


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Back home again in Indiana,
And it seems that I can see
The gleamin' candlelight,
Atill shinin' bright,
Through the sycamores for me.

The new mown hay sends all its fragrance
From the fields I used to roam.
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash,
Then I long for my Indiana home.

Oh, I have always been a wanderer
Over land and sea,
Yet a moonbeam on the water
Casts a spell o'er me;
A vision fair I see,
Again I long to be;

Back home again in Indiana,
And it seems that I can see
The gleamin' candlelight,
Atill shinin' bright,
Through the sycamores for me.

The new mown hay sends all its fragrance
From the fields I used to roam.
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash,




Then I long for my Indiana home,
Indiana home.

Overall Meaning

The song Indiana by Harry James and His Orchestra is a beautiful tribute to the state of Indiana. The song captures the emotions and feelings of someone who has been away from their home state for an extended period of time and is now finally returning.


The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the singer's homecoming. The gleaming candlelight shining bright through the sycamores signifies that his home is still the same as he left it. The new-mown hay sends fragrances from the fields as it did in his childhood, highlighting the familiarity of his surroundings. The moonlight on the Wabash river is a symbol of his life's journey, and his return home signifies a moment of inner peace and completion.


The lyrics also underline the wanderlust of the singer, who has traveled far and wide, yet when he sees a moonbeam on the water, he is reminded of his homeland. The vision of Indiana's beauty is so compelling that he cannot wait to be back home in Indiana. The song beautifully captures the essence of the singer's journey of self-discovery and the continuous pull of his roots.


Line by Line Meaning

Back home again in Indiana,
Returning to my Indiana hometown once more.


And it seems that I can see
The memories of home are so vivid they feel like reality.


The gleamin' candlelight,
A warm and inviting light shining from my home.


Atill shinin' bright,
The light is still as bright and welcoming as I remember.


Through the sycamores for me.
The light shines through the sycamore trees, guiding me home.


The new mown hay sends all its fragrance
The sweet scent of fresh cut hay fills the air.


From the fields I used to roam.
The fields where I spent my childhood days playing.


When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash,
Remembering the moonlit nights spent by the Wabash River.


Then I long for my Indiana home.
Feeling a strong desire to return to my beloved Indiana home.


Oh, I have always been a wanderer
Acknowledging my restless nature and love for travel.


Over land and sea,
Journeying far and wide.


Yet a moonbeam on the water
A shimmering moonbeam reflected on the water's surface.


Casts a spell o'er me;
Experiencing a magical feeling that draws me in.


A vision fair I see,
A beautiful sight that captivates my imagination.


Again I long to be;
Feeling a strong desire to revisit that place.


Indiana home.
The place I feel most at home and yearn to return to.




Lyrics © SHAPIRO BERNSTEIN & CO. INC. , Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BALLARD MACDONALD, J. HANLEY

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