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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Dan Fogelberg -  Illinois
 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 wont miss the feast.
 
 Chorus
 
 And it looks like youre gonna
 
 Have to see me again
 
 And it looks like youre gonna
 
 Have to see me again
 
 And it looks like youre 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-im your boy.
 
 Flat on the prairies
 
 Soil and stone
 
 Stretching forever
 
 Taking me home
 
 cause Ive got a woman
 
 Who waits for me there
 
 And I need a breath of that
 
 Sweet country air.
 
 Chorus
 
 Illinois-im your boy.
 
 
    
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