| You ought to be from Indiana
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| Growin' up on sky and open space
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| You could wish on starry dreams for hours
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| In those feilds with corn and flowers
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| There’s still room to make mistakes
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| You ought to be from Indiana
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| You would have loved that autumn wind
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| Friday nights and football games
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| That year we went to state
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| Even though we didn’t win
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| But life
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| Hid you away inside the city
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| Where nothing learned is ever easy
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| There’s no tellin what you missed
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| But time
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| Won’t let me write your heartache over
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| I’m not gonna say it made you stronger
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| Even though I know it did
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| We’ll say it got you right here where I met you
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| You ought to be from Indiana
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| I know you tell me that I’m wrong
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| You know the secrets of the skyline
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| Sleeping through the sirens all night
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| There’s another place where you belong
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| You ought to be from somewhere quiet
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| Where it’s okay to be afraid
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| Where there’s time for growing up
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| It doesn’t have to happen all at once
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| There’s more out there than being brave
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| But life
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| Hid you away inside the city
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| Where nothing learned is ever easy
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| There’s no tellin what you missed
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| But time
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| Won’t let me write your heartache over
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| I’m not gonna say it made you stronger
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| Even though I know it did
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| We’ll say it got you right here where I met you
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| You ought to be from Indiana
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| Now that I’ve said it I can’t help but think
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| Maybe I just wish I had you there with me
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| But life
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| Hid you away inside the city
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| Where nothing leaned is ever easy
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| There’s no tellin what you missed
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| But time
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| Won’t let me write your heartache over
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| I’m not gonna say it made you stronger
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| Even though I know it did
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| I’m glad it got you right here where I met you
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| You ought to be from Indiana |