Song | Back to Indiana |
Artist | The Elms |
Album | The Great American Midrange |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bennett, Daugherty, Thomas | |
VERSE 1.There ain't no way to tell a man why a river flows, | |
Or how a diamond can be born out of busted coal. | |
There ain't a word that | |
I can find to describe her touch. | |
I can't deny that | |
I would follow her through flame and flood. | |
I got a ticket for a bus leavin' | |
New Orleans. | |
I'll say a prayer that every single light turns green. | |
I'll buy a cheap bouquet from the flower shop, | |
And hope she waits for me at the final stop. | |
Oh, she will... | |
CHORUS:I'm going back to | |
Indiana now | |
To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
And even if the world is burning down, | |
I'm going back to | |
Indiana now. | |
VERSE 2.I've played guitar each night for the finest kind. | |
I've left a whole lotta chance on the road behind. | |
I don't believe in fate. | |
I call it destiny. | |
And if I'm lucky yet, she'll keep a place for me. | |
Oh, she will... | |
CHORUS:I'm going back to | |
Indiana now | |
To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
And even if the world is burning down, | |
I'm going back to | |
Indiana now. | |
VERSE 3:I've got a photo of her standin' near an orange tree. | |
I keep it hidden in my pocket with a rosary. | |
I told the driver of the bus that he had a deal, | |
By the morning | |
I'll be with her in the golden fields. | |
CHORUS (X2) | |
I'm going back to | |
Indiana now (X2) | |
Oh she will.... |
zuo qu : Bennett, Daugherty, Thomas | |
VERSE 1. There ain' t no way to tell a man why a river flows, | |
Or how a diamond can be born out of busted coal. | |
There ain' t a word that | |
I can find to describe her touch. | |
I can' t deny that | |
I would follow her through flame and flood. | |
I got a ticket for a bus leavin' | |
New Orleans. | |
I' ll say a prayer that every single light turns green. | |
I' ll buy a cheap bouquet from the flower shop, | |
And hope she waits for me at the final stop. | |
Oh, she will... | |
CHORUS: I' m going back to | |
Indiana now | |
To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
And even if the world is burning down, | |
I' m going back to | |
Indiana now. | |
VERSE 2. I' ve played guitar each night for the finest kind. | |
I' ve left a whole lotta chance on the road behind. | |
I don' t believe in fate. | |
I call it destiny. | |
And if I' m lucky yet, she' ll keep a place for me. | |
Oh, she will... | |
CHORUS: I' m going back to | |
Indiana now | |
To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
And even if the world is burning down, | |
I' m going back to | |
Indiana now. | |
VERSE 3: I' ve got a photo of her standin' near an orange tree. | |
I keep it hidden in my pocket with a rosary. | |
I told the driver of the bus that he had a deal, | |
By the morning | |
I' ll be with her in the golden fields. | |
CHORUS X2 | |
I' m going back to | |
Indiana now X2 | |
Oh she will.... |
zuò qǔ : Bennett, Daugherty, Thomas | |
VERSE 1. There ain' t no way to tell a man why a river flows, | |
Or how a diamond can be born out of busted coal. | |
There ain' t a word that | |
I can find to describe her touch. | |
I can' t deny that | |
I would follow her through flame and flood. | |
I got a ticket for a bus leavin' | |
New Orleans. | |
I' ll say a prayer that every single light turns green. | |
I' ll buy a cheap bouquet from the flower shop, | |
And hope she waits for me at the final stop. | |
Oh, she will... | |
CHORUS: I' m going back to | |
Indiana now | |
To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
And even if the world is burning down, | |
I' m going back to | |
Indiana now. | |
VERSE 2. I' ve played guitar each night for the finest kind. | |
I' ve left a whole lotta chance on the road behind. | |
I don' t believe in fate. | |
I call it destiny. | |
And if I' m lucky yet, she' ll keep a place for me. | |
Oh, she will... | |
CHORUS: I' m going back to | |
Indiana now | |
To see my baby in her evening gown. | |
And even if the world is burning down, | |
I' m going back to | |
Indiana now. | |
VERSE 3: I' ve got a photo of her standin' near an orange tree. | |
I keep it hidden in my pocket with a rosary. | |
I told the driver of the bus that he had a deal, | |
By the morning | |
I' ll be with her in the golden fields. | |
CHORUS X2 | |
I' m going back to | |
Indiana now X2 | |
Oh she will.... |