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Heartland

There’s a home place under fire tonight
In the heartland
And the bankers are taking
My home and my land from me

There’s a big aching hole in my chest now
Where my heart was
And a hole in the sky where God used to be

There’s a home place under fire tonight
In the heartland
There’s a well with water so bitter nobody can drink
Ain’t no way to get high, and my mouth is so dry
That I can’t speak

Don’t they know I’m dying?
Why’s nobody crying for me?

My American dream
Fell apart at the seams
You tell me what it means
You tell me what it means

There’s a home place under fire tonight
In the heartland
The bankers are taking my home and my land away
There’s a young boy closing his eyes tonight
In the heartland
Who will wake up a man with a home and a loan
He can’t pay.

His American dream
Fell apart at the seams
You tell me what it means
You tell me what it means

My American dream
Fell apart at the seams
You tell me what it means
You tell me what it means

There’s a home place under fire tonight
In the heartland

 

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