Illinois

I come from the heart of the heartland
Where picture shows
where the corn grows in rows and rows
And summer greens, and winter snows,
and it goes on Through the crack of the bat
Oh everybody rolling out their welcome mat
And our hands on our hearts
under the stars of the Friday night flag
And oh, the heart will wander
beyond that wild blue yonder
But when I get lost in the noise
Like a whipser I hear the voice of a boy
From Illinois
I remember the first time
I saw that name on the Marquee sign
The light so bright itd almost make you blind
I get lost in sweet girls singing along
Bussers rollin on the silver dome
Seeing the world a long long way from home
And oh, the heart will wander
Beyond that wild blue yonder
But when I get lost in the noise
Like a whipser I hear the voice of a boy
Oh
Its runnin through my blood
Its the place i got my roots
Its the fire thats in my soul
Its the mud thats on my boots
Oh, Illinois
Oh, the heart will wander
Beyond that wild blue yonder
But when I get lost in the noise
Like a whipser I hear the voice of a boy
Oh, from Illinois
From Illinois
Oh, Illinois
Takes me back to Illinois
Takin me home, takin me home
Takin me home
I come from the heart of the heartland
Illinois