There was a light blue as a welders 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 mothers 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 Goodmans furniture store
See the smoke stacks rise on up to heavens step
While on earth, were 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 welders torch
It used to shine over the fields
And all of the wise men, strong men were drawn for miles
Followed a star to Bethlehem Steel
Bethlehem Steel
Bethlehem Steel
Bethlehem Steel
Bethlehem Steel
Yeah, steel
Yeah, steel
Bethlehem Steel
Ah, steel
Bethlehem Steel
Bethlehem Steel
Yeah, steel
Steel
Yeah, steel
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Oh, steel
Ah, steel
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