Youngstown

Youngstown Here in Northeast Ohio Back in eighteen oh three James and Dan Heaton Found the ore that was linin Yellow Creek They built a blast furnace Here near the shore And they made the cannonballs That helped the Union win the war Here in Youngstown Here in Youngstown Sweet Jenny I'm sinkin down Here darling in Youngstown Well my Daddy worked the furnaces 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 and made my pay Them smokestacks reachin like the arms of God Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay Here in Youngstown Here in Youngstown Sweet Jenny I'm sinkin down Here darling in Youngstown Well my Daddy come on the Ohio works When he come home from World War Two Now the yard's just scrap and rubble He said "them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do" These mills they built the tanks and the bombs That won this country's wars We sent our sons to Korea and VietNam Now we're wonderin what they were dyin for Here in Youngstown Here in Youngstown My sweet Jenny I'm sinkin down Here darling in Youngstown From the Monangahela 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 And Youngstown And Youngstown My sweet Jenny I'm sinkin down Here darling in Youngstown When I die I dont want no part of heaven I would not do heaven's work well I pray the devil comes and takes me To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell