Illinois — текст песни (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.