Listen to the wind, is the sound Blowing in changes and breaking through town Listen to the heartbeat, heartland's breathing Hope and faith are alive but jobs are steady leaving
It chills me to the a tear to my eye Like the last days of summer It's hard to watch a thing die
In the days of my there was dancing in the streets Ford was building motorcars and folks building dreams the clock, day and night, working hard's a way of life As I
It me to the bone a tear to my eye Like the last of summer gone It's hard to a good thing die
It's the fall, blue collar life Staring at December, about July The fall, dreams get blown away hard to take 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 that helped to keep our nation free And now I can't afford to feed my
It chills me to the a tear to my eye Like the last days of gone It's hard to a good thing die
the Midwest fall, blue collar life Staring at December, about July The Midwest fall, dreams get away hard to take the Midwest fall, oh, oh yeah
I can't pay my taxes, I can't afford to feed my I guess I'll and ride it out you are so beautiful, yeah
The Midwest fall, blue life Staring at December, about July The Midwest fall, get blown away It's to take
The Midwest fall, oh, don't go The fall, dreamin', dreamin' The fall, ah, don't go away It's hard to take, please go away you are so beautiful
The Midwest The fall The fall The fall