Chris Bathgate - We Turned into Birds (Illinois) Lyrics
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We Turned into Birds (Illinois)
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What Are The Lyrics For We Turned into Birds (Illinois) By Chris Bathgate?
Want 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 |
Who Wrote We Turned into Birds (Illinois) By Chris Bathgate?
Chris Phillip Bathgate
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