Darkness visible
Rain clouds oughta boom.
So long
Maggie, I'm going back to
Indiana.
I got people there that care about me. I'm lying,
never had no family.
Circus bum's all I'll ever be.
Never been to
Indiana.
But I fell in love with a pony ride girl,
Round and round her little
ponies twirled,
Sparkling eyes and curly curls,
She went back to
Indiana.
Always dreamed I'd find her there,
By some ribbon's forehead,
She married a clergyman, I hear, the
Holy
Ghost of
Indiana
But this road is dark at night
When you've only got one headlight
And you've lost your appetite
for idle dreamin'
Nailin' posters up on creosote poles
jerked awake running off the road don't
ask for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for me,
Indiana
broken glass, pieces of a heart tin
cans in a shopping cart
outside
Shorty's
Supermarket out in
Texarkana
Shorty told me dreamin'
dreams is like chewin' gum
Chew too long, it all turns to stone
Spit it out, boy, go on home
Or catch a train to
Indiana
This road is dark at night
When you've only got one headlight
You've lost your appetite
For idle dreamin'
Nailin' posters up on creosote poles
Jerked awake,
runnin' off the road
Don't ask for whom the bell tolls
It tolls for me in the end
Darkness visible
Rain clouds audible
So long
Maggie, I'm going back to
Indiana