The Midwest Fall Kid Rock
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Listen to the wind, lonesome is the sound
Blowing in changes and breaking through this town
Listen to the heartbeat, heartland's barely breathing
Hope and faith are still alive but jobs are steady leaving
It chills me to the bone
Brings a tear to my eye
Like the last days of summer gone
It's hard to watch a good thing die
In the days of my youth there was dancing in the streets
Ford was building motorcars and folks were building dreams
'Round the clock, day and night, working hard's a way of life
As I recall
It chills me to the bone
Brings a tear to my eye
Like the last days of summer gone
It's hard to watch a good thing die
It's the Midwest fall, blue collar life
Staring at December, dreaming about July
The Midwest fall, dreams get blown away
It's hard to take the Midwest fall
My grandpa was a union man, my daddy watched it burn
We never had a lot, we lived off what we earned
We built the cars and tanks that helped to keep our nation free
And now I can't afford to feed my family
Blowing in changes and breaking through this town
Listen to the heartbeat, heartland's barely breathing
Hope and faith are still alive but jobs are steady leaving
It chills me to the bone
Brings a tear to my eye
Like the last days of summer gone
It's hard to watch a good thing die
In the days of my youth there was dancing in the streets
Ford was building motorcars and folks were building dreams
'Round the clock, day and night, working hard's a way of life
As I recall
It chills me to the bone
Brings a tear to my eye
Like the last days of summer gone
It's hard to watch a good thing die
It's the Midwest fall, blue collar life
Staring at December, dreaming about July
The Midwest fall, dreams get blown away
It's hard to take the Midwest fall
My grandpa was a union man, my daddy watched it burn
We never had a lot, we lived off what we earned
We built the cars and tanks that helped to keep our nation free
And now I can't afford to feed my family
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