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Artist/Band:
Bruce Springsteen
Lyrics for Song: Youngstown
Lyrics for Album: Ghost Of Tom Joad
Here in northeast Ohio
Back in eighteen-o-three
James and Danny Heaton
Found the ore that was lininÂ’ 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 IÂ’m sinkinÂ’ down
Here darlinÂ’ in Youngstown
Well my daddy worked the furnaces
Kept Â’em hotter than hell
I come home from Â’Nam worked my way to scarfer
A job thatÂ’d suit the devil as well
Taconite coke and limestone
Fed my children and make my pay
Them smokestacks reachinÂ’ like the arms of God
Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
Sweet Jenny IÂ’m sinkinÂ’ down
Here darlinÂ’ in Youngstown
Well my daddy come on the Ohio works
When he come home from World War Two
Now the yardÂ’s just scrap and rubble
He said "Them big boys did what Hitler couldnÂ’t do."
These mills they built the tanks and bombs
That won this countryÂ’s wars
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam
Now weÂ’re wondering what they were dyinÂ’ for
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny IÂ’m sinkinÂ’ down
Here darlinÂ’ in Youngstown
From the Monongahela valley
To the Mesabi iron range
To the coal mines of Appalachia
The storyÂ’s always the same
Seven hundred tons of metal a day
Now sir you tell me the worldÂ’s changed
Once I made you rich enough
Rich enough to forget my name
And Youngstown
And Youngstown
My sweet Jenny IÂ’m sinkinÂ’ down
Here darlinÂ’ in Youngstown
When I die I donÂ’t want no part of heaven
I would not do heavenÂ’s work well
I pray the devil comes and takes me
To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell
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