Chords for Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band - Youngstown (Live in New York City)

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_ Here in Northeast Ohio, back in 1803, [F] James and Danny Heaton found the ore that was lying
in Yellow [G] Creek.
[Gm] They built a blast furnace, yeah, here along the shore.
[F] And they made the cannonballs that helped the Union win the [Gm] war.
Here [F] in Youngstown, here [Gm] in Youngstown, our [Bb] sweet Canada, I'm sinking [F] down, here darling in [D] _ Youngstown. _ _ _ _ _
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When my daddy worked the furnace, he kept them hotter than hell.
[F] I come home from God, work my way to scarper, job I see the devil [Gm] is with.
They're taking our coke and limescale, fed my children and gave my pay.
[F] Them smokestacks shooting like the arms of God, pure beautiful [Gm] sky, acidic clay.
Here [F] in Youngstown, [Gm] here in _ Youngstown, our [Bb] sweet Canada, I'm sinking [F] down, here darling in [D] _ [Gm] Youngstown. _ _ _ _
[Bb] When my daddy come home [F] from the Ohio woods, when he come home from World [Dm] War II, [F] now the
yards just scrapped and rippled.
He said those big boys did what [Gm] Hitler couldn't do.
_ [Bb] These mills they built [F] the tanks and bombs that won this [Gm] country's war.
We [F] gave our sons a career in Vietnam, now we're wondering what they [Gm] were died for.
Here [F] in Youngstown, [Gm] here in Youngstown, our [Bb] sweet Canada, I'm sinking [F] down, here darling in [G] _ Youngstown. _ _ _
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[G] The Numbanongahela [Gm] Valley, the Musabe Iron Range, [F] the coal mines of Appalachia, the stories
always [G] the same.
_ [Gm] 700 tons of metal a day, so you tell me the world's changed.
[F] Once I made you rich enough, rich enough to forget [Gm] my name.
[F] Here in Youngstown, [Gm] here in Youngstown, our [Bb] sweet Canada, I'm sinking [F] down, here darling in [G] _ [Gm] Youngstown.
_ _ _ When [Bb] I die, I don't want no [F] part of heaven I've not two heavens [Gm] worked with.
I [F] pray the devil calls and takes me to stand in the fiery [Gm] furnaces of hell. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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