[Police sirens]
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Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
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Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there
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I wish I had you, to talk to
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If a man ever needed dying he did
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No one had a right to say what he said about you
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And it's so cold and lonely here without you
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Out there the law is coming
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I've been so tired of running
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[Chorus]
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It hurts to see the man that I've become
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To know I'll never see the morning sunshine on the land
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I'll never see your smiling face or touch your hand
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If just once more I could see
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You, our home and our little baby
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[Chorus]
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I hope this letter finds it's way to you
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Forgive me love for the shame I've put you through and all the tears
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Hang on love to the memories of those happy years
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Red lights are flashing around me
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Good Lord it looks like they found me
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[Chorus]
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Indiana wants me, Lord I can't go back there (This is the police. You are surrounded. Give yourself up)
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[Repeat To Fade]
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Indiana Wants Me
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| R. Dean Taylor |
