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  • The moonlight shines on a sycamore
    And now they are calling to me
    In the city its snowing
    THe sidewalks blowing
    But there's somewhere I'd rather be
    Thousands of people all walking by
    But Somehow I'm still alone
    I'm gonna spend winter my way
    Again on the highway
    I'm ready to find a way home
    Indiana, thats where I'm going
    This time of year you know how I feel
    Indiana, thats where I'm going
    Where Christmas will always be real
    We'll build up the fire tell a story or two
    With good friends we always invite
    The old and the young come together as one
    And we sing into the night
    Indiana, thats where I'm going
    This time of year you know how I feel
    Indiana, thats where I'm going
    Where Christmas will always be real
    And I remember those who are gone
    Looking down on my home from above
    Deep in December its where I belong
    Sharing the days with the ones who I love
    Indiana Indiana Indiana
    Indiana Indiana Indiana
    Indiana Indiana Indiana
    Where Christmas will always be real
    The moonlight shines on a sycamore
    And now they are calling to me
  • The moonlight shines on a sycamore
    And now they are calling to me
    In the city its snowing
    THe sidewalks blowing
    But there's somewhere I'd rather be
    Thousands of people all walking by
    But Somehow I'm still alone
    I'm gonna spend winter my way
    Again on the highway
    I'm ready to find a way home
    Indiana, thats where I'm going
    This time of year you know how I feel
    Indiana, thats where I'm going
    Where Christmas will always be real
    We'll build up the fire tell a story or two
    With good friends we always invite
    The old and the young come together as one
    And we sing into the night
    Indiana, thats where I'm going
    This time of year you know how I feel
    Indiana, thats where I'm going
    Where Christmas will always be real
    And I remember those who are gone
    Looking down on my home from above
    Deep in December its where I belong
    Sharing the days with the ones who I love
    Indiana Indiana Indiana
    Indiana Indiana Indiana
    Indiana Indiana Indiana
    Where Christmas will always be real
    The moonlight shines on a sycamore
    And now they are calling to me