作曲 : Springsteen
 作词 : Springsteen
Here  in  north  east  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  cannon  balls
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
Then  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 0hio  works
When  he  come  home  from  world  war  two
Now  the  yards  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  Monongaleh  valley
To  the  Mesabi  iron  range
To  the  coal  mines  of  Appalacchia
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
In  Youngstown
In  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  heavens  work  well
I  pray  the  devil  comes  and  takes  me
To  stand  in  the  fiery  furnaces  of  hell