Middle Ground - Mike Dean

I kissed her goodbye

watched her roll of on those four bald tires

wiped a tear from my eye

just in time to see her daddy smile

Football star on a state champ team

I guess it don’t really mean anything

once you hang your gear up in the locker for good

Ain’t no middle ground

in this old money and white trash town

a kid like me will never kick any doors down

every Friday morning

I watch that Greyhound roll on

I’m just trying to find my way gone

Daddy joined the Army

he was only seventeen

came back here after four years in Germany

every night he drinks a beer

wonders why he came back here

I was voted most likely to do nothing at all

I look around and I don’t see any walls

what would keep a young man here?

It’s a mystery to me

Ain’t no middle ground

in this old money and white trash town

a kid like me will never kick any doors down

every Friday morning

I watch that Greyhound roll on

I’m just trying to find my way gone

One fine morning that old dog will pull up

air brakes will squeak

up come the dust

door will swing open

I’ll find my seat

and tear off the chains

that this towns got on me

Ain’t no middle ground

in this old money and white trash town

since graduation I’ve been wondering

what the hell to do now

every Friday morning

I watch that Greyhound roll on

I’m just trying to find my way gone