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Dan Fogelberg

Illinois

 

Illinois

(الألبوم: Souvenirs - 1974)


Dusty day dawning
Three hours late
Open the curtains
And let the rest wait

My mind goes running
Three thousand miles east
I may miss the harvest
But I won't miss the feast

And it looks like you're gonna
Have to see me again
And it looks like you're gonna
Have to see me again
And it looks like you're gonna
Have to see me again
Illinois, oh, Illinois, Illinois, Illinois

South California
Your sun is too cold
It looks like your hills
Have been raped of their gold

I should have come out
When I was first told
This lamb has got to
Return to the fold

And it looks like you're gonna
Have to see me again
And it looks like you're gonna
Have to see me again
And it looks like you're gonna
Have to see me again
Illinois, oh, Illinois
Illinois, I'm your boy

Flat on the prairies
Soil and stone
Stretching forever
Taking me home

'Cause I've got a woman
Who waits for me there
And I need a breath of that
Sweet country air

And it looks like you're gonna
Have to see me again
And it looks like you're gonna
Have to see me again
And it looks like you're gonna
Have to see me again
Illinois, oh, Illinois
Illinois, Illinois
Illinois, Illinois
Illinois, I'm your boy

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