Текст песни Youngstown (Live) - Bruce Springsteen

Here in northeast Ohio
Back in 1803
Well, James and Danny Heaton
Found the ore that was linin' Yellow Creek

They built a blast furnace
Yeah, 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

And, 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, "Those big boys did what Hitler couldn't do"

These mills they built the tanks and bombs
That won this country's wars
We gave our sons to Korea and Vietnam
Now, we're wondering what they were dyin' for

Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
Yeah, my sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down
Here darlin' in Youngstown

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

Seven hundred tons of metal a day
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