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 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 sinking 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 would suit the devil as well

Well, the 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

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 rubble

He said "Them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do"

Yeah, 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

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

In Youngstown

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 would not do heaven's work well

I pray the devil comes and takes me

To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell