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Ghost Of Tom Joad (1995)
Here in northeast Ohio
Back in eighteen-o-three
James and Danny Heaton
Found the ore that was linine 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 sinkine down
Here darline in Youngstown
Well my daddy worked the furnaces
Kept 'em hotter than hell
I come home from eNam 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 reachine like the arms of God
Into a beautiful sky of soot and clay
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
Sweet Jenny I'm sinkine down
Here darline in Youngstown
Well my daddy come on the Ohio works
When he come home from World War Two
Now the yardes 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 countryes wars
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam
Now we're wondering what they were dyine for
Here in Youngstown
Here in Youngstown
My sweet Jenny I'm sinkine down
Here darline in Youngstown
From the Monongahela valley
To the Mesabi iron range
To the coal mines of Appalachia
The storyes always the same
Seven hundred tons of metal a day
Now sir you tell me the worldes changed
Once I made you rich enough
Rich enough to forget my name
And Youngstown
And Youngstown
My sweet Jenny I'm sinkine down
Here darline in Youngstown
When I die I don't want no part of heaven
I would not do heavenes work well
I pray the devil comes and takes me
To stand in the fiery furnaces of hell
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