Dan Fogelberg — Illinois lyrics

Lyrics

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 wonЂ™t miss the feast.
And it looks like youЂ™re gonna
Have to see me again
And it looks like youЂ™re gonna
Have to see me again
And it looks like youЂ™re gonna
Have to see me again.
Illinois… ohillinois.
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.
Illinois-iЂ™m your boy.
Flat on the prairies
Soil and stone
Stretching forever
Taking me home
Ђ™cause IЂ™ve got a woman
Who waits for me there
And I need a breath of that
Sweet country air.
Illinois-iЂ™m your boy.