Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - Youngstown

Текст:

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 them hotter than hell I come home from 'Nam, worked my way to scarfer That job would suit the devil as well There were 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 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 II Now the yards' just scrap and rubble, He said: “Them big boys did what Hitler couldn't do” Yeah, these mills they’ve built the tanks and bombs That won this country's wars We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam, Now we're wonderin' what they were dyin' for Here in Youngstown Here in Youngstown Sweet Jenny, I'm sinkin' down Here, darlin', in Youngstown From the Monongahela Valley To the Mesabi iron range To 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 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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