Youngstown

Here in northeast Ohio
Back in 1803
James and Dan Heaton found the ore
That was lining Yellow Creek
They built a blast furnace
Here on the shore
Then they made the cannonballs
That helped the Union win the war

Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinking down
Here, darling, in Youngstown

Well, my daddy worked the furnace
Kept 'em hotter than hell
I come home from 'Nam, worked my way to scarfer
A job that'd suit the devil as well
Taconite coke and limestone
Fed my children, made my pay
Them smokestacks reaching like the arms of God
Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay

Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinking down
Here, darling, in Youngstown

Well, my daddy come on the Ohio works
When he come home from World War II
Now the yard's just scrap and metal
Them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do
And these mills, they built the tanks and bombs
That won this country's wars
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam
Now we're wondering what they were dying for

Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinking down
Here, darling, in Youngstown

From the Monongahela Valley
To the Mesabi iron range
From 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 sinking down
Here, darling, in Youngstown

When I die, I don't want no part of Heaven
I will not do Heaven's work well
I pray the devil comes and takes me to stand
In the fiery furnaces of Hell