Listen to the wind, is the sound Blowing in changes and breaking through town Listen to the heartbeat, barely breathing Hope and faith are still but jobs are steady leaving
It me to the bone Brings a to my eye Like the last of summer gone It's hard to watch a good die
In the days of my youth was dancing in the streets Ford was building motorcars and folks were building 'Round the clock, day and night, hard's a way of life As I
It me to the bone Brings a to my eye Like the last days of summer It's hard to watch a good die
It's the fall, blue collar life Staring at December, dreaming about The Midwest fall, get blown away hard to take the Midwest fall
My grandpa was a union man, my daddy it burn We had a lot, we lived off what we earned We built the cars and tanks helped to keep our nation free And now I can't to feed my family
It me to the bone a tear to my eye Like the last days of gone hard to watch a good thing die
It's the Midwest fall, collar life Staring at December, about July The fall, dreams get blown away It's hard to take the Midwest fall, oh, oh
I can't pay my taxes, I afford to feed my kids I guess I'll stay and it out Because you are so beautiful,
The fall, blue collar life at December, dreaming about July The fall, dreams get blown away It's to take
The fall, oh, don't go away The fall, dreamin', dreamin' The Midwest fall, ah, go away hard to take, please don't go away you are so beautiful
The fall The fall The fall The fall