Here in northeast Ohio   Back in eighteen-o-three   James and Danny 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   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      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