G      C              G        G7 C     Cm       G
           I HAVE AL-WAYS BEEN A WAND-'RER,  O-VER LAND AND SEA.
           G                      G      A7                 Cm6  D7
           YET A MOON-BEAM ON THE WA-TER,CASTS A SPELL O'ER ME.
                 Am      D°     Am  D7   G      G°      Am7
               A VI-SION FAIR I SEE,   A-GAIN I SEEM TO BE.

                     G      C                  G      G7
                     FAN-CY PAINTS ON MEM-RY'S CAN-VAS,
                          C           Cm      G
                          SCENES THAT WE HOLD DEAR
                            C                 G
                       WE RE-CALL THEM IN DAYS AF-TER,
                           A7               Cm  D7
                           CLEAR-LY THEY AP-PEAR.
                Am     D°      Am  D7   G            G°      Am7
            AND OF-TEN TIMES I SEE,   A SCENE THAT'S DEAR TO ME.

                       G                   E7    A7
                       BACK HOME A-GAIN IN IN-DI-AN-A
                        A7     D7               G  G7
                        AND IT SEEMS THAT I CAN SEE
                           C             G°    G
             THE GLEAM-ING CAN-DLE-LIGHT STILL SHI-NING BRIGHT
                                  A7              D7
                        THRO' THE SYC-A-MORES FOR ME
                              G         E7      A7
                 THE NEW MOWN HAY SENDS ALL ITS FRA-GRANCE
                                D7            A° Em   Eb7
                       FROM THE FIELDS I USED TO ROAM
                    G                B7                Em
             WHEN I DREAM A-BOUT THE MOON-LIGHT ON THE WA-BASH
                   E°     G           D7         G
                   THEN I LONG FOR MY IN-DI-A-NA HOME