Johnny:
And it seems that I can see
The gleaming candlelight
Still shinin’ bright
Through the sycamores for me.
The new mown hay
Sends all its fragrance ...
Bobby:
You know ‘bout that jazz.
Johnny:
From the fields I used to roam.
Bobby:
I’m a Yankee myself.
Johnny:
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
then I long for my Indian home.
Bobby:
Sounds like it could be fun!
Back home again in Indiana …
Johnny:
Way out west!
Bobby:
And it seems that I can see ...
Johnny:
See what?
Bobby:
The gleaming’ candlelight ...
Johnny:
One watt.
Bobby:
Still shinin’ bright
Through the sycamores for me.
The new mown hay ...
Johnny:
Cut it yourself?
Bobby:
Yeah, ... sends all its fragrance
From the fields I use to roam.
Johnny:
Roamin’ in the gloamin’.
Bobby:
When I dream about the moonlight on the Wabash
then I long for my Indiana home.
Johnny:
When the meadowlark
Is singin’ in the springtime ...
Bobby:
I want to sing a little swing.
Johnny:
I got the key, just follow me.
Scat sing.
Bobby:
You mean?
Scat sing.
Both:
Scat sing.
Johnny:
When things are peachy
On the old Ogichee ...
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