Out in northeast Ohio, back in 1803
James and Dan 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 '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 make 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 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

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

Here in Youngstown
here in 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 a heaven's work well
I pray the devil comes and takes me to stand
in the fiery furnaces of hell

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