"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care but heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Mama, say a prayer for your only son
God, forgive him, all the wrong he's done
All he ever wanted is to have some fun
And now he's up in Indiana till his time is done
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
She looked over 22
A man could drown in eyes so blue
And now I've got some time to kill
In a little town called Henryville
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' bout a girl named Rose
Hair blonde as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Working on the line ain't the life I know
Wish I was floatin' on the river
Out in the night ?
Laying on the bank with a fishing bow
Instead of cutting this corn and losing my soul
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Miles and miles as they march back
They lift their ears up to the sky
Standin' tall and satisfied
Like to try to run but I just might die
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care but heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Mama, say a prayer for your only son
God, forgive him, all the wrong he's done
All he ever wanted is to have some fun
And now he's up in Indiana till his time is done
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
She looked over 22
A man could drown in eyes so blue
And now I've got some time to kill
In a little town called Henryville
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' bout a girl named Rose
Hair blonde as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Working on the line ain't the life I know
Wish I was floatin' on the river
Out in the night ?
Laying on the bank with a fishing bow
Instead of cutting this corn and losing my soul
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Miles and miles as they march back
They lift their ears up to the sky
Standin' tall and satisfied
Like to try to run but I just might die
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' 'bout a girl named Rose
Hair blond as hay and long as a rope
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
I do a little thinkin' bout a girl named Rose
Hell don't care, heaven knows
I'm up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Up in Indiana where the tall corn grows
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Up in Indiana Lyrics as written by Lyle Lovett
Lyrics © Regard Music
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