(capo at 5th fret, play in C position)
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Well, me and the girl we had a little farm, south of the River Road,
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A little shingle shack and some cattle in the barn and we grew our own food.
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I didn't have any money, but it never crossed our minds.
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We grew to share and we were happy there, just watching the years go by.
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Until one day I came home there was a big black car parked out of my back door,
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And a government man with a fat cigar said we couldn't live there anymore,
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Said they'd pay us for the land, but never for the work we did,
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And they were gonna turn it into a holiday park and a drag strip for the kids.

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I told him I would meet him on the Indiana Road, with a gun in my hand, but he never showed.
Said he couldn't bring himself to sink himself that low.
I told him I would meet him on the Indiana Road, with a gun in my hand, but he never showed.
He went back to Ottawa or Toronto or wherever it is they go.

Well, we wired ahead and the girl's family said to come back to Calgary.
And we decided that she would go on back there without me.
And I'll never forget those tears in her eyes as she held my face in her hand.
I turned around and I headed for town and I never looked back again.

Chorus

Well I live in an old Ford van at the end of a dead-end road.
And the girl she stopped sending letters, must be seven years or more.
And me I spend a lot of time down on the Indiana you know.
And I'd draw a bead but there's no need, I don't shoot anymore.

Chorus
INDIANA ROAD		Fred Eaglesmith