There was a light blue as a welder's torch It used to shine over the fields And all the wise men strong men were drawn for miles Followed a star to Bethlehem steel
Our mother's father worked here in world war two On the main floor operating the drill And in his open palms little splinters remind him of The booming days days of Bethlehem steel
But the steeples on the hills they point To a better life beyond this one And that promise penetrates the clouds And mighty walls of brick red cinnamon Ah ah
Take a walk past Lazarus moving n' storage Behind the Goldman's furniture store See the smoke stacks rise on up to heaven's step While on earth we're burnin' this miracle iron ore
But the steeples on the hills they point To a better life beyond this one And that promise penetrates the clouds Even when they block the fiery sun The sun
There was a light blue as a welder's torch It used to shine over the fields And all the wise men strong men were drawn for miles Followed a star to Bethlehem steel
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