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