U.s. Steel Lyrics - The Long Way Around - Tom Russell

Homestead Pennsylvania, the home of the U.S. Steel 

And the men down at the Homestead Works 

Are sharing one last meal 

Sauerkraut and kielbasa, a dozen beers or more 

A hundred years of pouring slab, 

They're closing down the door 

And this mill won't run no more. 

There's silence in the valley, there's silence in the streets 

There's silence every night here upon these cold white sheets 

Were my wife stares out the window with a long and lonely stare 

She says "you kill yourself for 30 years but no one seems to care" 

You made their railroads rails and bridges, you ran their driving wheels 

And the towers of the Empire State are lined with Homestead Steel 

The Monongahela valley no longer hears the roar 

There is cottonwood and suemacway inside the slab mill door 

And this mill won't run no more.