Windmill, keep on turning
Keep rolling through the sky
Watch you from these meadows
Where my granddad worked his life
Your pearl white wings and soaring spine
Rise high above the pines
Just like us all, one day you'll fall
On this very same ridgeline
The cabinet factory back in town
Closed its doors for good
It's been a few months and folks are moving on
To selling firewood
I sell my craft for half its price
To city folk passing by
In a covered shack by the side of the road
With a cardboard furniture sign
I'd say I'm lucky, I suppose
I made it through the undertow
That can trap you in a cold dark holler
baited by an overdose
It ain't all bad like I make it out
These hills are pretty damn nice
I can step out of my backdoor
And get my supper every night
Women 'round here ain't the fickle kind
Their word is their bond
When they say "I do" that means "For life"
They got your back when times get hard
Coffee and a sunrise
Is a sight to see in fall
All the dancing leaves and chilly breeze
Can help you forget it all
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