Youngstown
By: Bruce Springsteen
Here in north east Ohio, back in eighteen-o-three
James and Danny Heaton found the ore
That was linin' yellow creek
They built a blast furnace, here along the shore
And they made the cannon balls,
That helped the union win the war
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down
Here darlin' in Youngstown
Well my daddy worked the furnaces.
Kept 'em hotter then hell
I come home from 'Nam worked my way to Scarfer.
A job that'd suit the devil as well
Yeah, taconite, coke and limestone,
Fed my children and made my pay.
Then smokestacks reachin' like the arms of God,
Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down
Here darlin' in Youngstown
Well my daddy come on the Ohio works,
When he come home from world war two
Now the yards just scrap and rubble. He said,
"Them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do"
These mills they built the tanks and bombs,
That won this countries wars.
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam,
Now were wondering what they were dyin' for
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down
Here darlin' in Youngstown
From the Monongahela valley,
To the Mesabi iron range
To the coal mines of Appalachia,
The story's always the same
Seven-hundred tons of metal a day,
Now Sir you tell me the world's changed
Once I made you rich enough,
Rich enough to forget my name
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down
Here darlin' in Youngstown
When I die I don't want no part of heaven.
I would not do heavens work well
I pray the devil comes and takes me to stand,
In the fiery furnaces of hell
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