Midwest Boy (Solo Acoustic Version)
I'm a Midwest boy and I've always been
Walking with the black dirt under my feet
Bailing that hay in the summer heat
Sweat on my brow, stings the eyes in the heat
Let's go
Get another load, out in the fields where it lays in the rows
Suck it up, tie it up, stack it up high
Bailing that hay in the summer time
Let's Go
Up to the hay barn, up in the loft where the air stands hard
It's so thick you can hardly breath, $5.25 and you're off at three
Let's Go
That's how you grow up as a Midwest boy
That's how you grow up as a Midwest boy
You got your country girls and the county fair
Holding hands with the smells in the air
You got the whizzer, the zipper, the midway games
Oh I wish this could never end
Let's go
Summer's almost over nights getting cold
A few more weeks and we got no more girl
Maybe some day we'll meet again
I wish this summer would never, ever end
Let's go, get on the motorcycle
Two kicks and she gives a little giggle
Hang ion tight girl I don't wanna loose ya
Headlight off stealth night time cruisin
Let's go take the back roads
Headlight off just the moon light go
Sneak you back before your pop gets up
Doing this shit is a kinda rough
Les go, maybe all the way
more than baby Jesus can lay in the hay
Farmer's daughter a tough nut to crack
This time I think it's a wrap lets go
That's how you grow up as a Midwest boy
That's how you grow up as a Midwest boy
Walking with the black dirt under my feet
Bailing that hay in the summer heat
Sweat on my brow, stings the eyes in the heat
Let's go
Get another load, out in the fields where it lays in the rows
Suck it up, tie it up, stack it up high
Bailing that hay in the summer time
Let's Go
Up to the hay barn, up in the loft where the air stands hard
It's so thick you can hardly breath, $5.25 and you're off at three
Let's Go
That's how you grow up as a Midwest boy
That's how you grow up as a Midwest boy
You got your country girls and the county fair
Holding hands with the smells in the air
You got the whizzer, the zipper, the midway games
Oh I wish this could never end
Let's go
Summer's almost over nights getting cold
A few more weeks and we got no more girl
Maybe some day we'll meet again
I wish this summer would never, ever end
Let's go, get on the motorcycle
Two kicks and she gives a little giggle
Hang ion tight girl I don't wanna loose ya
Headlight off stealth night time cruisin
Let's go take the back roads
Headlight off just the moon light go
Sneak you back before your pop gets up
Doing this shit is a kinda rough
Les go, maybe all the way
more than baby Jesus can lay in the hay
Farmer's daughter a tough nut to crack
This time I think it's a wrap lets go
That's how you grow up as a Midwest boy
That's how you grow up as a Midwest boy
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Ryan
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