Youngstown Bruce Springsteen
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[Verse 1]
Here in northeast Ohio
Back in 1803
James and Dan Heaton found the ore
That was lining Yellow Creek
[Verse 2]
They built a blast furnace
Here along the shore
And they made the cannonballs
That helped the Union win the war
[Chorus]
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinking down
Here, darling, in Youngstown
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
That taconite coke and limestone
Fed my children and made my pay
Them smokestacks reaching like the arms of God
Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay
Here in northeast Ohio
Back in 1803
James and Dan Heaton found the ore
That was lining Yellow Creek
[Verse 2]
They built a blast furnace
Here along the shore
And they made the cannonballs
That helped the Union win the war
[Chorus]
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny, I'm sinking down
Here, darling, in Youngstown
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
That taconite coke and limestone
Fed my children and made my pay
Them smokestacks reaching like the arms of God
Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay
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