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Up In Indiana by Lyle Lovett






                            Up In Indiana 






Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo: 2nd fret
Key: B

Lovett plays this song in the Key of G, his guitar capoed on the 4th fret.
(Please see the note below about the mixed time signatures)
 
[Intro]
|A                              |
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  |A                         |             |
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
|A                            |  |
 Hair blond as hay and long as a row
|A                              |   |
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
|A                       Em       |A
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  |A                           |Em              |
 I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
|A                    A/C#  |D
 Hell don't care, but heaven knows
   |A                       Em       |A
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
[Verse]
A                           Em  |A      |
Mama, say a prayer for your only son ...
A                      |Em                |
God forgive him all the wrong he's done ..
A                         A/C#     |D       |
All he ever wanted was to have some fun ...
             A                      Em      A
And now he's up in Indiana 'til his time is done
 
[Chorus]
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                     A/C#      D
Hair blond as hay and long as a row
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                    A/C#   D
Hell don't care, but heaven knows
    A                       Em        A        |A   |
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows ... ....
 
[Verse]
A                 Em    |A
She looked all of twenty two ...
  A                 |Em
A man could drown in eyes so blue ..
    A                 A/C#   |D
And now I've got some time to kill ...
     A                  Em   A
In a little town called Henryville
 
[Chorus]
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                     A/C#      D
Hair blond as hay and long as a row
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                    A/C#   D
Hell don't care, but heaven knows
   |A                    Em        A    |
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
[Mandolin solo]
| A.... | A.. Em.. | A.. A/C#. D. | A.. Em. | A.. |
 
[Fiddle Solo]
| A... | A.. Em.. | A.. A/C#. | D.... | A.. Em. | A.... | A.... |
 
[Verse]
A                             Em    |A
Workin' on the line ain't the life I know ...
           A                           |Em
Wish I was floatin' on the river out in Idaho ..
   A                         A/C#   |D
Or layin' on the bank with a fishin' pole ...
           A                     Em        A
Instead of cuttin' this corn and losin' my soul
 
[Chorus]
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                     A/C#      D
Hair blond as hay and long as a row
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                    A/C#   D
Hell don't care, but heaven knows
   |A                    Em        A    |
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
[Acoustic Guitar solo]
| A.... | A.. Em.. | A.. A/C#. D. | A.. Em. A. |
 
[Resonator Solo]
| A... | A.. Em.. | A.. A/C#. | D.... | A.. Em. | A.... | A.... |
 
[Verse]
A                  Em        |A
Miles and miles as they march by ...
     A              |Em
They lift their ears up to the sky ..
A                 A/C# |D
Standin' tall and satis-fied ...
        A                Em         A
Like to try to run but I just might die
 
[Chorus]
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                     A/C#      D
Hair blond as hay and long as a row
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                    A/C#   D
Hell don't care, but heaven knows
    A                       Em        A
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                     A/C#      D
Hair blond as hay and long as a row
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
  A                            Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A                    A/C#   D   | D |
Hell don't care, but heaven knows
    A                       Em        A
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
 




 
How to count this chart:

Lovett mixes in 2/4 and 3/4 measures along with the dominant 4/4 time.
But it's not random, there's a pattern to it. A number in parentheses
(#) below indicates the number of beats in that measure.


 
|A(3)                    Em       |A(4)
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows ...
 |A(2)                        |Em(4)             |
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose ..
|A(3)                  A/C#     |D(4)    |
 Hair blond as hay and long as a row ...
|A(3)                    Em       |A(4)
 Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows ...
 |A(2)                        |Em(4)             |
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose ..
|A(3)                 A/C#  |D(4)
 Hell don't care, but heaven knows ...
   |A(3)                    Em       |A(4)      |
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows ...
 
Note: the last line this pattern changes prior to instrumental solos
 
   |A                    Em        A    |
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
The instrumental breaks, built on the chorus, are not consistent with the pattern of the chorus.










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version 2 







Tuning: E A D G B E
Capo: 5th fret
Key: D

[Chorus]
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                       Em                Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
 
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                       Em                Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hell don't care but heaven knows
A                           Em         A
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
[Verse 1]
A                           Em   A
Mama, say a prayer for your only son
A                        Em          Em
God, forgive him, all the wrong he's done
A
All he ever wanted is to have some fun
A                          Em               A
And now he's up in Indiana till his time is done
 
[Chorus]
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                              Em         Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
A                       Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                              Em         Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hell don't care, heaven knows
A                           Em         A
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
 
[Verse 2]
A               Em A
She looked over 22
A                    Em       E
A man could drown in eyes so blue
A                      Em      A
And now I've got some time to kill
A                       Em     A
In a little town called Henryville
 
 
[Chorus]
A                        Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                             Em          Em
I do a little thinkin' bout a girl named Rose
A                       Em       A
Hair blonde as hay and long as a rope
A                        Em       A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                              Em         Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hell don't care, heaven knows
A                           Em         A
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
 
[Verse 3]
A                             Em     A
Working on the line ain't the life I know
A                                    Em      Em
Wish I was floatin' on the river Out in the night
A
Laying on the bank with a fishing pole
A                                 Em       A
Instead of cutting this corn and losing my soul
 
 
[Chorus]
A                        Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                              Em         Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                              Em         Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hell don't care, heaven knows
A                           Em         A
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
 
 
[Verse 4]
A                  Em         A
Miles and miles as they march back
A                       Em     Em
They lift their ears up to the sky
A
Standin' tall and satisfied
A                         Em        A
Like to try to run but I just might die
 
 
[Chorus]
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                               Em        Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                               Em        Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hell don't care, heaven knows
A                           Em         A
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                               Em        Em
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
A
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
A                        Em        A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                              Em        Em
I do a little thinkin' bout a girl named Rose
A
Hell don't care, heaven knows
A                            Em        A
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
A                       Em         A
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows








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