Listen to the wind, is the sound Blowing in changes and breaking through town Listen to the heartbeat, barely breathing and faith are still alive but jobs are steady leaving
It me to the bone Brings a to my eye Like the last days of gone It's to watch a good thing die
In the days of my youth there was 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 Brings a to my eye the last days of summer gone It's hard to watch a good die
It's the fall, blue collar life Staring at December, about July The Midwest fall, dreams get blown It's to take the Midwest fall
My grandpa was a union man, my daddy watched it We had a lot, we lived 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 days of summer gone It's hard to watch a good die
It's the Midwest fall, blue collar Staring at December, dreaming about The Midwest fall, dreams get away It's to take the Midwest fall, oh, oh yeah
I can't pay my taxes, I afford to feed my kids I guess I'll and ride it out Because you are so beautiful,
The Midwest fall, blue collar at December, dreaming 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 hard to take, please don't go you are so beautiful
The fall The Midwest The Midwest The fall