The Heart of Wisconsin Video (MV)

Dad wore the badge of a State Trooper proud
Kept us laughing, yet his voice was loud
Taught us hard work with his calloused hands
Growing fresh veggies on our land
Mom, a teacher, with a heart so pure
Taught us of Jesus, love that's sure
She'd read her Bible, rosary in hand
Cooking Italian meals, from her homeland
Growing up in Wisconsin, under that sky so wide
Winters cold, summers long, side by side
Playing at the Mud Hole, bikes on the run
Those 1980's days, oh, we had so much fun
Family dinners, all seven at the table
God, love, family, our parents' fable
In the heart of Wisconsin, where love resides
Cherished memories of those simple times
Packers on TV when fall came around
In spring, the park was our battleground
Games of kick the can, ghosts in the night
Streetlights were our curfew light
Mom's pasta cooking, sauce so sweet
Her Italian roots made every meal complete
Dad's strength, Mom's grace, hand in hand
They taught us faith, the love of this land
Growing up in Wisconsin, under that sky so wide
Winters cold, summers long, side by side
Playing at the Mud Hole, bikes on the run
Those 1980's days, oh, we had so much fun
Family dinners, all seven at the table
God, love, family, our parents' fable
In the heart of Wisconsin, where love resides
Cherished memories of those simple times
No cell phones, no computers, just us and the day
Life was simpler in every way
I felt so alive, and I miss those times
When life was slower, the days didn't fly
Growing up in Wisconsin, under that sky so wide
Winters cold, summers long, side by side
Playing at the Mud Hole, bikes on the run
Those 1980's days, oh, we had so much fun
Family dinners, all seven at the table
God, love, family, our parents' fable
In the heart of Wisconsin, where love resides
Cherished memories of those simple times
In the heart of Wisconsin, where love resides
Cherished memories of those simple times
Grateful for the lessons and the love so true
In my heart, those days will always shine through