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 still alive but jobs are 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 youth there was in the streets Ford was building and folks were building dreams 'Round the clock, day and night, working hard's a way of As I
It chills me to the Brings a to my eye Like the last days of summer hard to watch a good thing die
It's the fall, blue collar life Staring at December, dreaming about The Midwest fall, get blown away It's to take the Midwest fall
My was a union man, my daddy watched it burn We never had a lot, we lived off we earned We the cars and tanks that helped to keep our nation free And now I can't afford to feed my
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, blue life Staring at December, dreaming July The Midwest fall, get blown away It's hard to the Midwest fall, oh, oh yeah
I pay my taxes, Lord I can't to feed my kids I guess I'll stay and it out Because you are so beautiful,
The Midwest fall, collar life Staring at December, dreaming about The Midwest fall, dreams get blown It's to take
The Midwest fall, oh, don't go The fall, dreamin', dreamin' The Midwest fall, ah, don't go It's hard to take, don't go away you are so beautiful
The fall The Midwest The Midwest The Midwest