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