Water tower skylines Fields of gold Homecoming crowns on average Joes Planting family trees On the same gravel road A whole lotta nothing Is still somethin' to some folks
Girl painting faces Wearing push up bras Boys talking bases Ain't talking baseball There's vodka in the lemonade Pass 'round the bleachers Yeah, Momma blames the music Comin' out the speakers
Whoa, we're bunch of patchwork dreamers Tryin' to hold onto life they know We're a bunch of better believers Never leavin' either when they go They live, they ride, they just live right in the middle of America
State wants an airport They're takin' the farms Bread and butter's off the table We're all up in arms
Wrapped around our mommas Good book and cold beer Like corn watching kids Growing on up outta here
Whoa, we're bunch of patchwork dreamers Tryin' to hold onto life they know We're a bunch of better believers Never leavin' either when they go They live, they ride, they just live right in the middle of America
Amazing Grace in somewhere twenty never does And someday maybe between goin' nowhere And goin' crazy Raising hell and raising babies In the middle of America The middle of America
Whoa, we're bunch of patchwork dreamers Tryin' to hold onto life they know We're a bunch of better believers Never leavin' either when they go They live, they ride, they just live right in the middle They ride with what they left with right in the middle of America The middle of America The middle of AmericaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
