Jon McLaughlin
Honest-To-Goodness Indiana
The sun comes over the horizon
The east slowly wakes the west
Another day starts to dance on the hills that I know best

Every corner has a story
Every sunset has a field
Fireflies and grapevines, they decorate the years

That's honest-to-goodness Indiana
Oh the place where I belong
Well I can see miles of green rolling on and on and on and on
Honest to goodness, I believe it
Underneath that Midwest sky
The light is on for one and all in Indiana

Mellencamp is down in Seymour
The birds are chirping in French Lick
The bells rung in Anderson ring out over Indianapolis

That's honest-to-goodness Indiana
Oh the place where I belong
Well I can see miles of green rolling on and on and on and on
Honest to goodness, I believe it
Underneath that Midwest sky
The light is on for one and all in Indiana
Where the sun shines on the dunes
And the peonies bloom

That's honest-to-goodness Indiana
Oh the place where I belong
Well I can see miles and miles of green rolling on
Rolling on and on and on
Honest to goodness, I believe it
Underneath that Midwest sky
The light is on for one and all in Indiana