| Illinois, I could put you in a poem
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| Illinois, I could write you in a song
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| But the ink keeps bleeding through the paper
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| Illinois, I could put you in a poem
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| Illinois, I could write you in a song
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| But the ink keeps bleeding through the paper
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| So now I must move on
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| Illinois, I am your favorite stepson
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| A Santa Claus Sears Tower in your sky
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| A poem for every band who stood before me
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| I just needed three more minutes of your time
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| I want to be a legend in my lifetime
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| A street sign of my name where I am from
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| Illinois, I really do love you madly
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| But you and I both know I don’t belong
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| And I do thank you for the love you’ve shown me
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| Take care of my parents and my books
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| I’ll send postcards from the great state of Texas
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| Forget me not, Thax Douglas
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| Forget me not
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| Forget me not — best wishes
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| Forget me not
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| Forget me not — best wishes
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| Illinois, I could put you in a poem
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| Illinois, I could write you in a song
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| But the ink keeps bleeding through the paper
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| So now I must move on
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| Forget me not
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| Forget me not — best wishes
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| Forget me not
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| Forget me not |