Heartbroke in the heartland

mama left us on a Thursday

it was early in the spring

they summoned her to heaven

and granted her some wings

I can still hear her singing

to the critters as she walked

to all the woodland creatures

she always stopped and talked

I miss her lovely laughter

her grin and her quick wit

my soul is simply fractured

I never will forget

I don't have that east coast anguish

don't have that big sky pain

don't have that west coast affliction

or the rocky mountain strain

I don't have that texas struggle

or the torture of the desert swells

I'm heartbroke in the heartland

and man it feels like hell

I still see her on the porch swing

with dad, across the yard

everyday a memory

dear God, this is hard

I still hear the mower running

even though it isn't real

the broken radio plays the same old song

it's always wagon wheel

I know I'll get through it

she raised me to be tough

but this ache is so intense

it's really getting rough

I don't have that east coast anguish

don't have that big sky pain

don't have that west coast affliction

or the rocky mountain strain

I don't have that texas struggle

or the torture of the desert swells

I'm heartbroke in the heartland

and man it feels like hell

I'm heartbroke in the heartland

and it truly feels like hell