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      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