Fair thee well now Indiana Your green land has been good to me There I traveled and there I settled And there I raised up my family But the cord has never severed And the longing each day has grown So tomorrow,,, I'll be leaving For the land I call my home All my friends Say I'm crazy Going back to such poverty Jkl; ljkl; Slowly seen as The land of oportunity But the red deer runs so clearly And the heron slowly flies These are treasures from my homeland All your money Could never buy As our ship lies In the harbor And I look back on to your shores I feel sadness That I'm leaving Your green land forever more As our ship lies on the ocean And each day we're at the sea All the memories I've had for years now Growing nearer to reality But the cord has never severed And the longing each day has grown So tomorrow I'll be leaving For the land I call my home