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 a bunch of patchwork dreamers tryin' to
Hold onto to the only 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
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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, good book and cold beer
Like corn watching kids growing on up outta here
Whoa, we're a bunch of patchwork dreamers tryin' to
Hold onto to the only 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 20 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 a bunch of patchwork dreamers tryin' to
Hold onto to the only 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
Gettin' right with what they're left with
Right in the middle of America
The middle of America
The middle of America, woo!