Song for the Midwest
Owen Stroud
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Fifteen hours
Midwest to the sea
Solid ground has been my friend
Ozark gravel
Boot-heel backroads
They carried me down to where land ends
I been livin' in the middle
Of a land so wild and free
Lookin' up to the silver planes flyin' over me
And I never thought I'd say it
There's no place I'd rather be
Than livin' in the middle
Livin' in the middle
And I'll miss her soul when it's my time to leave
High on the prairie
Feel that Kansas wind
Blowin' cross the landscape of my soul
Greener pastures
Sweet slow river bend
Feed that wide Missouri
Let it roll
Let it roll
I been livin' in the middle
Of a land so wild and free
Lookin' up to the silver planes flyin' over me
And I never thought I'd say it
There's no place I'd rather be
Than livin' in the middle
Livin' in the middle
And I'll miss her soul when it's my time to leave
She's far behind me now
Time took me away
But still those skies are in my heart
Streaks o' lightning
Prairie thunder
Let me sleep beneath those stars
I been livin' in the middle
Of a land so wild and free
Lookin' up to the silver planes flyin' over me
And I never thought I'd say it
There's no place I'd rather be
Than livin' in the middle
Livin' in the middle
And I'll miss her soul when it's my time to leave