Little Red Barn Morning Show. . .

[RedHairedandFriendly]

Nope not a thread about me. . .

But I grew up listening to this man and singing this song. Even when we moved from Indiana to Tennessee and then occasionally I'd hear him when we moved back to Indiana.

Bob Sievers

IN A LITTLE RED BARN
By Joe Young, Jean Schwartz & Milton Ager
Copyright 1934

1st Verse:

I was born 'way down in Indiana,
Wish that I were there right now.
Want to hear my dog bow-wow
When I go to milk the cow.
Raised on corn 'way down in Indiana,
So was ev'ry little hen.
I was mighty happy then;
Wish that I were back a-gain:

CHORUS:

In a little red barn on a farm down in Indiana,
Let me lay my back on a stack of new mown hay.
'Round the barnyard where the farmyard folks are pal-ly,
Let me dilly-dally all the live-long day.
I'm a Hoosier who's blue, thru and thru, and my heart is pining
For the sycamore trees where the Wabash breezes play.
What's more, I'm pining for a yellow moon that's shining
On a little red barn on a farm down Indiana way.

2nd Verse:

Work was done 'way down in Indiana,
Picked the eggs the chickens lay;
Pushed the plow and pitched the hay;
Ev'ry day a busy day.
Had my fun 'way down in Indiana
When the sun would go to rest.
Saw it sinkin' in the West;
That's the time I liked the best.

CHORUS: Repeat