Bruce Springsteen – Youngstown Lyrics  Share

From Bruce Springsteen's album: The Ghost of Tom Joad

Here in northeast Ohio
Back in eighteen-o-three
James and Dan Heaton found the ore that was linin^, Yellow Creek
They built a blast furnaceHere 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 ^,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
My sweet Jenny I^,m sinkin^, down
Here darlin^, 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 bombs
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That won this country^,s wars
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam
Now we^,re wondering what they were dyin^, for
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny I^,m sinkin^, down
Here darlin^,in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown

From the Monongahela valley
To the Mesabi iron range
To the coal mines of Appalachia
The story^,s always the same
700 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
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