Midwester
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I'm a kid from a cornfield
Who went through the windshield
And wound up in this West Coast town
I sing for my dinner
In a barroom where sinners
Wait for Jesus to buy the next round
And as I get older
The spotlight gets colder
And the sad songs are taking their toll
The cities are falling
The Midwest is calling
What's left of this Hoosier girl's soul
Well I'm just a Midwester
So fill 'er up, Chester
I'm going home
Cause Dorothy and Toto
And Grandpa's DeSoto
Is the only life I've ever known
I'm just a Midwester
That's right, you guessed 'er
I'm getting my feet on the ground
You can have East and West Coast
Just lean me on a lamp post
In a little Midwestern town
In the land of the hustle
I'm losing my muscle
And glory's a ghost in the breeze
I long for some neighbors
And honest day's labor
And the wind through the sycamore trees
Well maybe we're backwards
And stupid as blackbirds
That light on the telephone line
But we hear you calling
Frantic and falling
The Midwest will stand
When you've all lost your minds
Well I'm just a Midwester
So fill 'er up, Chester
I'm going home
Cause Dorothy and Toto
And Grandpa's DeSoto
Is the only life I've ever known
I'm just a Midwester
That's right, you guessed 'er
I'm getting my feet on the ground
You can have East and West Coast
Just lean me on a lamp post
In a little Midwestern town
You can have East and West Coast
Just lean me on a lamp post
In a little Midwestern town