Illinois Lyrics - Fogelberg Dan

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. 

Chorus 

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. 

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. 

Chorus 

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. 

Chorus 

Illinois-I'm your boy.