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I have always been a wand'rer
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
Back home again in Indiana,
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 mem'ry'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
Back home again in Indiana,
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.
- Album:
- Super Stars: Louis Armstrong
- What A Wonderful World
- Mack The Knife (Live)
- Louis And The Angels
- Satchmo At Pasadena (Live)
- Essential Original Albums
- Ella & Louis Christmas
- Live on the Small Screen
- Bamboo Bridge
- A Rare Batch Of Satch
- Ella & Louis
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Musical Moments to Remember: Louis Armstrong in Musical &...
- 100 Original Soundtracks, Hollywood Vol 1
- Le 100 Canzoni Di Sempre - Internazionali
- Movie 930
- Oldies 101
- Satchmo Live
- Louis - The Best Of Louis Armstrong