Jayber Crow - Of Indiana (The Shallow Roots of Corn, the Perennial Blossoming of Peonies) lyrics

I am of Indiana The Crossroads of America When I was still a small kid We took trips to Michigan I sat in the backseat With my sister and we looked Out the window gla** Fields pa**ed by And we'd ask: How long till we get home? How long till we get home? How long till we get home? How long till we get home? But now it's time for me to get goin' Chase my fate, move out on my own But as I pack my bags, Still one question nags: How long till we get home? How long till we get home? How long till we get home? How long till we get home? So how long till we get home? How long till we get home? So how long till we get home? How long till we get home? Home