Here 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 made my pay
 Them smokestacks reachin' like the arm 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 dying for
  
 Here in Youngstown
 Here in Youngstown
 My sweet Jenny I'm sinkin' down
 Here darlin' in Youngstown
  
 From the Monogahela 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