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Chris Bathgate We Turned Into Birds (Illinois) Lyrics
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CHRIS BATHGATE
- We Turned Into Birds (Illinois) Lyrics / with translationsWant to play your fiddle for me?
How 'bout a round of soldier's joy
I wanna hear that scratch scream off the street
Just across the border to Illinois
And it's warm
Yeah, it's warm
My soul's gonna set the wheels to fly
Cause I know where I'm gonna be tonight
Save my soul with the open road
Get out an eye for a sunny side
I got a white line death and it calls my name
One more town in about 40 miles
And it's on
Yeah, it's on
It's a sacred sight for those who know
I've got a love of field and a single road
How 'bout a round of soldier's joy
I wanna hear that scratch scream off the street
Just across the border to Illinois
And it's warm
Yeah, it's warm
My soul's gonna set the wheels to fly
Cause I know where I'm gonna be tonight
Get out an eye for a sunny side
I got a white line death and it calls my name
One more town in about 40 miles
And it's on
Yeah, it's on
It's a sacred sight for those who know
I've got a love of field and a single road
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We Turned Into Birds (illinois
Chris Bathgate
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