[Verse 1]
It was on an Indiana farm
In the middle of the country
Growing in the fields of grain
Jim Dean of Indiana
[Verse 2]
His mother died when he was a boy
His father was a stranger
Marcus Winslow took him in
Nobody seemed to want him
[Verse 3]
The hired man sang like a storm
Sometimes he would beat him
'Cause he would never do the chores
He was lost in dreaming
[Verse 4]
He never seemed to find a place
With the flatlands and the farmer
So he had to leave one day
He said to be an actor
[Verse 5]
Oncе he came back to the farm
With starlеts from the stages
They locked themselves inside his room
The people turned their faces
It was on an Indiana farm
In the middle of the country
Growing in the fields of grain
Jim Dean of Indiana
[Verse 2]
His mother died when he was a boy
His father was a stranger
Marcus Winslow took him in
Nobody seemed to want him
[Verse 3]
The hired man sang like a storm
Sometimes he would beat him
'Cause he would never do the chores
He was lost in dreaming
[Verse 4]
He never seemed to find a place
With the flatlands and the farmer
So he had to leave one day
He said to be an actor
[Verse 5]
Oncе he came back to the farm
With starlеts from the stages
They locked themselves inside his room
The people turned their faces
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