Listen to the wind, lonesome is the Blowing in changes and breaking this town to the heartbeat, heartland's barely 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 gone It's hard to watch a good die
In the of my youth there was dancing in the streets Ford was building motorcars and folks building dreams 'Round the clock, day and night, hard's a way of life As I
It chills me to the Brings a to my eye Like the last days of gone It's hard to watch a thing die
It's the Midwest fall, collar life at December, dreaming about July The fall, dreams get blown away It's hard to take the fall
My grandpa was a union man, my daddy it burn 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 afford to feed my family
It me to the bone Brings a to my eye Like the days of summer gone It's hard to a good thing die
It's the Midwest fall, blue collar at December, dreaming about July The fall, dreams get blown away hard to take 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 you are so beautiful, yeah
The Midwest fall, collar life Staring at December, about July The fall, dreams get blown away hard to take
The Midwest fall, oh, don't go The fall, dreamin', dreamin' The Midwest fall, ah, go away hard to take, please don't go away you are so beautiful
The Midwest The Midwest The fall The fall