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She came to this world on a cold night |
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Papa turned his head and said |
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I don't believe she's mine |
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Single mama raised her in a place |
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Where you can look but never touch' |
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Cause we don't have enough |
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Don't let your hopes get high' |
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Cause girls like you can't fly |
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Oh, the long nights in the small room |
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With the big dreams, oh |
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IndianaYou're only dying here |
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And they don't understand |
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Yeah, it's a tough road but you start slow |
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And before you know it you're not alone |
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Looking for a place called home anywhere |
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Oh Indiana |
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She tended bar in |
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New York City |
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IndianaPeople turned their heads and said |
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Baby, you sure look fine |
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They put her on |
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TV and then they told her |
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You're gonna be a star, you can go so far |
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Let your hopes get high' |
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Cause girls like you can fly |
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And the long nights in the small room |
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With the big dreams, oh |
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IndianaYou're only dying here |
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And they don't understand |
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Yeah, tough road but you start slow |
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And before you know it, you're not alone |
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Looking for a place called home anywhere |
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Oh Indiana |
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Those big dreams are flying machines |
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And they'll take you where ever you want to go |
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Oh, and sometimes you find that what's real is inside |
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You don't have to go away to find your way home |
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Oh, Indiana |
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She turned around and she stopped running |
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She saw that fame was never |
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The answer to her prayers |
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She found that answer in her children |
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When she takes them to a place |
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Where they can have so much |
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She lets their hopes get high' |
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Cause anyone, anyone can fly |
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And the, the long nights in the small room |
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With the big dreams, oh |
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IndianaYou're only dying here |
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And they don't understand |
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Yeah, it's a tough road but you start slow |
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And before you know it, you're not alone |
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Looking for a place called home anywhere |
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Oh Indiana |
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Oh, she's going back |
