Oh Michigan, car capital of
The USA, thy prestigious
Title, crumbled and tattered
Crying at the capital,
Day after day
You're reduced now
To begging, mourning the loss
Of personal gain? perhaps you
Should have "rented a wreck"
And driven the first day
Booming, prosperous plants
Now stand in cold silence
Padlocks on rusting gates
Factories, that put Millions
Of shiny cars on the road
Now stand idle in the
Michigan snow
Provided many roofs over families
Heads, helped cloth and feed them too
What is to become of you and them
Now? "OH Michigan, MY MICHIGAN, Farewell"
