Lovett Lyle — Up In Indiana

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Вступление

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(4)                    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(4)                    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


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Charted by Dexex

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(4)                    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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