Hailey Whitters - Middle Of America lyrics
[Hailey Whitters - Middle Of America lyrics]
Water tower skylines and fields of gold
Homecoming crowns on average Joes
Plantin' family trees on the
Same gravel road
A whole lotta nothin' still
Somethin' to some folks
Girl paintin' faces, wearin' push up bras
Boys talkin' bases, ain't talkin' baseball
There's vodka in the lemonade
Passed 'round the bleachers
And Mama blames the music
Comin' out of the speakers
Whoa, a bunch of patchwork dreamers
Tryin' to hold onto the only life they know
A bunch of better believers
Nеver leavin' evеn when they go
They ain't left, they ain't right
They're just left 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 mamas
The good book and cold beer
Lotta corn watchin' kids
Growing on up outta here
Whoa, a bunch of patchwork dreamers
Tryin' to hold onto the only life they know
A bunch of better believers
Never leavin' even when they go
They ain't left, they ain't right
They're just left right in
The middle of America
Amazin' Gracin' somewhere 'tween it never
Does and someday maybe
Between goin' nowhere and goin' crazy
Raisin' hell and raisin' babies
In the middle of America
The middle of America
Whoa, a bunch of patchwork dreamers
Tryin' to hold onto the only life they know
A bunch of better believers
Never leavin' even when they go
They ain't left, they ain't right
They're just left right in the middle
Gettin' right with what they're left with
Right in the middle of America
The middle of America
The middle of America
Woo
Homecoming crowns on average Joes
Plantin' family trees on the
Same gravel road
A whole lotta nothin' still
Somethin' to some folks
Girl paintin' faces, wearin' push up bras
Boys talkin' bases, ain't talkin' baseball
There's vodka in the lemonade
Passed 'round the bleachers
And Mama blames the music
Comin' out of the speakers
Whoa, a bunch of patchwork dreamers
Tryin' to hold onto the only life they know
A bunch of better believers
Nеver leavin' evеn when they go
They ain't left, they ain't right
They're just left 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 mamas
The good book and cold beer
Lotta corn watchin' kids
Growing on up outta here
Whoa, a bunch of patchwork dreamers
Tryin' to hold onto the only life they know
A bunch of better believers
Never leavin' even when they go
They ain't left, they ain't right
They're just left right in
The middle of America
Amazin' Gracin' somewhere 'tween it never
Does and someday maybe
Between goin' nowhere and goin' crazy
Raisin' hell and raisin' babies
In the middle of America
The middle of America
Whoa, a bunch of patchwork dreamers
Tryin' to hold onto the only life they know
A bunch of better believers
Never leavin' even when they go
They ain't left, they ain't right
They're just left right in the middle
Gettin' right with what they're left with
Right in the middle of America
The middle of America
The middle of America
Woo