Listen to the wind, is the sound in changes and breaking through this town Listen to the heartbeat, heartland's barely Hope and faith are alive 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 there was in the streets Ford was motorcars and folks were building dreams the clock, day and night, working hard's a way of life As I
It chills me to the a tear to my eye Like the last of summer gone It's hard to watch a thing die
It's the fall, blue collar life Staring at December, dreaming July The Midwest fall, get blown away It's hard to the Midwest fall
My grandpa was a union man, my daddy watched it We never had a lot, we lived off what we We built the cars and tanks that helped to keep our free And now I can't afford to feed my
It me to the bone Brings a to my eye Like the days of summer gone hard to watch a good thing die
It's the Midwest fall, blue life Staring at December, dreaming July The Midwest fall, dreams get blown It's hard to the Midwest fall, oh, oh yeah
I pay my taxes, Lord I can't afford to feed my I guess stay and ride it out Because you are so beautiful,
The Midwest fall, blue collar at December, dreaming about July The Midwest fall, get blown away hard to take
The fall, oh, don't go away The fall, dreamin', dreamin' The Midwest fall, ah, don't go It's hard to take, please don't go away you are so
The Midwest The fall The Midwest The Midwest