Ahhh..
Caught the early morning train
One -way ticket going late
Not too sure about myself
But it must be for the best
It's too late to change my mind,
is miles behind
Too late now to go back home
Sometime soon I'll telephone
No return to Illinois
Write her soon to tell her
I'm okay
Get myself a little job,
send her money every week,
I'll find friends, make ends meet,
before long I'll find my feet.
But it's too late to change my mind,
Illinois is miles behind,
no return to Illinois, right
Her suit, to tell her I'm okay
It's too late to change my mind
Illinois is miles behind
Too late now to go back home
Sometime soon I'll telephone
No return to Illinois
Should have tried to say goodbye
It's too late to change my mind
The train that takes me through
the land we knew so well
is thrusting forth like
a dagger to my heart.
And as I pass through the sandy
wood we used to roam,
I cry for Illinois,
my wanton home.
Ages and miles behind