Youngstown Lyrics

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Youngstown Lyrics

Here in northeast Ohio, back in eighteen-o-three

James and Dean Heaton found the ore that was linin‘ yellow creek

They built a blast furnace here along the shore

And they made the cannonballs 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 them 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 reached 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 home from Ohio works when he came home from World War 2

Now the yard’s just scrap and scrubble

He said: „ Them big boys did what Hitler couldn’t do“

These mills they built the tanks and bombs that won these 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 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



And Youngstown, and 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 heaven’s work well

I pray the devil comes and takes me to stand in the fiery furnaces of hell