Listen to the wind, is the sound in changes and breaking through this town Listen to the heartbeat, heartland's barely and faith are still alive but jobs are steady leaving
It me to the bone Brings a to my eye Like the last of summer gone It's to watch a good thing die
In the of my youth there was dancing in the streets Ford was building motorcars and folks were 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 days of summer hard to watch a good thing die
It's the Midwest fall, blue collar at December, dreaming about July The Midwest fall, get blown away It's hard to take the Midwest
My grandpa was a union man, my daddy it burn We had a lot, we lived off what we earned We built the 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 last of summer gone It's hard to a good thing die
It's the Midwest fall, blue collar Staring at December, dreaming about The Midwest fall, dreams get blown hard to take the Midwest fall, oh, oh yeah
I pay my taxes, Lord I afford to feed my kids I I'll stay and ride it out Because you are so beautiful,
The Midwest fall, blue life Staring at December, dreaming about The Midwest fall, get blown away It's hard to
The Midwest fall, oh, go away The fall, dreamin', dreamin' The Midwest fall, ah, go away It's hard to take, please don't go you are so beautiful
The Midwest The fall The fall The fall