Lyrics:
And now folks it's time for
Don Pardo To deliver
Our special Illinois Enema Bandit-type
Announcement take it away, don!
"This is a true story about
You go to Banglin', tell my boys
You go to Banglin', tell my boys
What times I'm havin' up in Illinois
In Illinois, up in Illinois
When I gin2
You go to Banglin', tell my boys
You go to Banglin', tell my boys
What times I'm havin' up in Illinois
In Illinois, up in Illinois
When I gin2
(percussion over-dub)
Ed mann (percussion over-dub)
Louanne neil (osmotic harp over-dub)
And now folks it's time for don pardo to deliver our special illinois
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
Oh from Illinois
I remember
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
Oh from Illinois
I remember
You go to Banglin', tell my boys
You go to Banglin', tell my boys
What times I'm havin' up in Illinois
In Illinois, up in Illinois
When I gin2 my
You go to Banglin'
, tell my boys
You go to Banglin', tell my boys
What times I'm havin' up in Illinois
In Illinois, up in Illinois
When I
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
This is a highway patrol force
This highway patrol keeps our highways safe in Illinois
They do it by getting the drunk drivers off the road
They
I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S
Ring the bell and call or write us
I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S
Can you call the Captain Clitus?
Logan, Grant, and Ronald Reagan
In the grave
IL-L-IN-O-IS!
Ring the bell and call or write us
IL-L-IN-O-IS!
Can you call the Captain Clitus?
(Who will save it?)
Logan, Grant, and Ronald Reagan
jealous
I'm a killjoy killjoy
This is how I get my fucken thrill boy thrill boy
Take your bitch on a trip to Illinois Illinois
Mother fucker I'm a kill
we just feeling ugly
We won't fall in love we just feeling ugly
(Bridge)
Illinois boy
Illinois boy boy
Dandelion wine for my Illinois voice
Illinois
of Morgue, Illinois
The townsfolk look rotted like funeral fodder but there's no need to feel alarmed
Though they breathe with wheezes and dismantle from
The Girl From Illinois
Well she sails into a room,
Casting shadows like the moon,
Leavers a trail of angel’s vapour in her wake
Not conceited but
Chicago, Illinois
Chicago, Illinois in the morning
Chicago, Illinois in the morning
And meeting you for breakfast
And then waiting all morning.
For every day I work on the Illinois river
I get a half a day off with pay
All day long I'm makin' up barges
On a long hot summer day
Well I got
It's Kim's Son
It's Kim's Son
It's Kim's Son
My heart cold like Illinois
Everything had changed real quick
Now ima soldier boy
I seen my pops
I'm So Illinois, I'll pull up in jays
Man, I cannot help it, I'm stuck in my ways
Don't play with me, homie, with bars I get busy
Orange like bears,
Illinois Asphalt
Verse 1:
She was only 20 minutes up the road at Hansen’s Hideaway
But when you’re 17 and have to you see her
It’s a Million miles
to Dallas
Ive never been to St Louis
Ive never been to Guin
Ive never been to Illinois...
Ive never been to Illinois
Ive never been to Guntersville
Ive
go to heaven,
You'll go to Champaign, Illinois
Up north in Chicago
Where booze makes no one blush
Memories come back to you
In a double bourbon
friends, for ya-
America, merica, meri-
Oh Illinois, Illinois, Illi-
I count the days the great frontier
Forgiving, faced the seventh year
I stand
_(profile).jpg/243px-Illinois_Jacquet,_New_York,_N.Y.,_ca._May_1947_(William_P._Gottlieb_12581)_(profile).jpg "Illinois Jacquet")
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