Listen to the wind, lonesome is the Blowing in changes and breaking through town Listen to the heartbeat, heartland's 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 hard to a good thing die
In the days of my youth was dancing in the streets Ford was building motorcars and were building dreams the clock, day and night, working hard's a way of life As I
It me to the bone Brings a to my eye Like the days of summer gone It's hard to watch a good die
the Midwest fall, blue collar life Staring at December, dreaming about The Midwest fall, dreams get away It's to take the Midwest fall
My grandpa was a union man, my watched it burn We never had a lot, we lived off what we We built the cars and tanks that to keep our nation free And now I can't afford to my family
It me to the bone Brings a to my eye Like the last days of summer It's hard to watch a good die
the Midwest fall, blue collar life Staring at December, dreaming about The Midwest fall, dreams get away hard to take the Midwest fall, oh, oh yeah
I pay my taxes, Lord I can't afford to feed my I guess I'll and ride it out Because you are so beautiful,
The Midwest fall, collar life Staring at December, about July The fall, dreams get blown away It's to take
The Midwest fall, oh, don't go The Midwest fall, dreamin', The Midwest fall, ah, go away It's hard to take, please go away you are so beautiful
The fall The fall The fall The Midwest