Old 97s - Champaign illinois

^FThe bottom line's been snorted ^FThe bottom card's been ^Fdealt ^GNo one knows like you know right now ^FHow truly bad it ^Ffelt

^FAll your life you wasted, oh ^FDreamin' about the ^Fday ^GWhen worker bees kill off their queen ^FAnd carry all her eggs ^Faway

^FOh, and if you die fearing God ^FAnd painfully ^Femployed ^FNo, you will not go to ^Gheaven You'll go to ^FChampaign, ^FIllinois

^FUp north is Chicago ^FWhere booze makes no one ^Fblush ^GMemory comes back to you ^FIn a double bourbon ^Frush

^FThe memories aren't all bad ^FAnd neither, my friend, ^Fare you ^GThere is an argument that there must be some heaven meant ^FFor hearts that are half ^Ftrue

^FAnd if you spend your whole life ^FRollin' horses into ^FTroy ^FNo, you will not go to ^Gheaven You'll go to ^FChampaign, ^FIllinois ^FNo, you will not go to ^Gheaven You'll go to ^FChampaign, ^FIllinois

^FRoll on blacktop highway ^FCircles toward the ^Fsun ^GSpringfield's in the distance ^FAnd that's the last big ^Fone

^FAfter that comes judgment ^FAnd judgment will be ^Fswift ^GYou will be eliminated ^FBut here's a parting ^Fgift

^FOh, and if you die fearing God ^FAnd painfully ^Femployed ^FNo, you will not go to ^Gheaven You'll go to ^FChampaign, ^FIllinois