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Something
happened to me, in 1963
I was born in Indiana, nowhere near the sea
Now I’m proud of the state the Lord chose for my birth
But I’ve looked in every county, tryin’ to find that
Hoosier Surf
Some men live on the ocean, sail from shore to shore
I live on the farm, work from chore to chore
Sometimes I daydream, while on the tractor plowin’ dirt
About waves on the farm pond, and ridin’ the Hoosier Surf
CHORUS:
From the mighty Wabash river, on down to Lake Monroe
I’ve tried to ride the waves, but my surfboard wouldn’t
go
Some people call me crazy, they say give up your search
But I gotta believe, one day I’ll catch a dream, and ride
that Hoosier Surf
Once I had the urge, went to Lake Michigan,
It was in late December, there were snowflakes in the sand
In my swim suit and a winter coat, had my surfboard in hand,
I told the cop when he stopped, I was a "Hoosier Surfin’
Man"
Repeat Chorus
Late last summer, a new idea was born
I was drivin’ thru the country, just starin’ at the
corn
Put my truck into the field, didn’t worry about the crop
Pulled out my surfboard, laid it on the cab top
I climbed onto that board, and as far as I could see
There was a sea of stalks with tassel tops wavin’ in front
of me
A warm breeze was blowin’, it was easy to pretend
That I was Hoosier Surfin’, on brown waves in the wind
CHORUS:
From the mighty Wabash river, on down to Lake Monroe
I’ve tried to ride the waves, but my surfboard wouldn’t
go
Now I know the secret, there’s no need to search
I spend my spare time in the fields just ridin’ that Hoosier
Surf |
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