Listen to the wind, lonesome is the Blowing in and breaking through this town Listen to the heartbeat, barely breathing Hope and faith are still but jobs are steady leaving
It me to the bone a tear to my eye Like the last of summer 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 were 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 summer hard to watch a good thing die
It's the Midwest fall, blue collar Staring at December, dreaming about The Midwest fall, dreams get blown It's hard to the Midwest fall
My grandpa was a union man, my daddy watched it We never had a lot, we off what we earned We built the cars and tanks that helped to keep our nation And now I can't afford to feed my
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, collar life at December, dreaming about July The Midwest fall, get blown away It's hard to take the Midwest fall, oh, oh
I can't pay my taxes, I can't afford to feed my I guess I'll and ride it out you are so beautiful, yeah
The Midwest fall, blue life Staring at December, about July The Midwest fall, dreams get blown hard to take
The fall, oh, don't go away The fall, dreamin', dreamin' The Midwest fall, ah, don't go It's to take, please don't go away you are so beautiful
The fall The fall The fall The fall