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Louie Bellson And His Big Band Lyrics
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Over land and sea
Yet a moonbeam on the water
Casts a spell o'er me
A vision fair I see
Again I seem to be
[Chorus]
And it seems that I can see
The gleaming candlelight
Still burning bright
Through the sycamores for me
The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
Through the fields I used to roam
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
How I long for my Indiana home
Fancy paints on memory's canvas
Scenes that we hold dear
We recall them in days after
Clearly they appear
And often times I see
A scene that's dear to me
[Chorus]
The song "Back Home in Indiana" by Louie Bellson And His Big Band paints a picture of nostalgia and homesickness. The first verse talks about the wanderlust of the singer but how the sight of a moonbeam on the water brings back memories of his hometown in Indiana. The chorus describes the singer's longing for the memories of his Indiana home - the candlelight, the fragrance of new-mown hay, and the moonlight on the Wabash river.
The second verse talks about how memories are painted on the canvas of the mind and how they appear clearly, especially in days after they occurred. The chorus repeats the singer's longing for Indiana, painting a vivid picture of the things he misses the most from his home.
The song can be interpreted as a tribute to Indiana, a place that the singer holds dear to his heart. The lyrics are simple yet eloquent, conveying a sense of longing and nostalgia that anyone who has left their hometown can relate to.
Line by Line Meaning
I have always been a wanderer
I have spent much of my life traveling.
Over land and sea
I have traveled by various means.
Yet a moonbeam on the water
Yet when the moon reflects off the water...
Casts a spell o'er me
... it has a powerful effect on me.
A vision fair I see
I see a beautiful image in my mind.
Again I seem to be
It feels like I am there again.
[Chorus]
Returning to Indiana brings back many fond memories.
And it seems that I can see
It feels like I can see...
The gleaming candlelight
... the bright and shiny candlelight...
Still burning bright
... which is still burning strongly.
Through the sycamores for me
... shining through the trees, specifically the sycamores.
The new-mown hay sends all its fragrance
The freshly cut hay smells so good...
Through the fields I used to roam
... wafting through fields where I used to wander.
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
When I imagine the moonlight shining on the Wabash river...
How I long for my Indiana home
... I feel a strong desire to return home to Indiana.
Fancy paints on memory's canvas
Our imagination can vividly recreate past memories.
Scenes that we hold dear
... especially memories that are very important to us.
We recall them in days after
We often reflect on them in the days and weeks after they occur.
Clearly they appear
Those memories often come back to us in great detail.
And often times I see
And frequently I recall...
A scene that's dear to me
... a particularly special memory that brings me great joy.
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Written by: BALLARD MACDONALD, J. HANLEY
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Robert Carli
Neat little chart- Louie just groovin' along.Classic!
maxim_hue
Great tune to drum along to