Illinois

I come from the heart of the Heartland Where pictures shows where the corn grows In rows and rows of summer greens And winter snows And it goes on Through the crack of the bat Oh everybody rollin' out there welcome mat And our hands on our hearts under the stars of the Friday night flag

And ohhhh the heart will wander Beyond that wild blue yonder When I get lost in the noise like a whisper I hear the voice of the boy Ohhhh from Illinois

I remember the first time I saw that name on the marquee sign Lights so bright could almost make you blind I'd get lost in Sweet girls singin' along Buses rollin' on in the silver dawn Seein' the world a long long way from home

And ohhhh the heart will wander Beyond that wild blue yonder When I get lost in the noise like a whisper I hear the voice of the boy Ohhhh...

It's water through my blood It's the place I got my roots It's the fire that's in my soul It's the mud that's on my boots

Oooo Illinois...

And ohhhh the heart will wander Beyond that wild blue yonder When I get lost in the noise Like a whisper I hear the voice of the boy Ohhhh from Illinois