On the banks of three rivers
Empires made their claims
Seeing the beauty and the bounty
That stretched to the horizon
Soon a struggle led to war
Blood was shed, no one was spared
English, French, and Indians fought
Until the peace eventually came
Colonists cleared and settled the ground
Answering to the English crown
Until they took an independent stand
Revolutionary War throughout the land
From Pittsburgh then
They scattered all over the west
Making new lives wherever they went
But many stayed behind
With all the resources at hand
In Pittsburgh they had a plan
Coal,timber,iron, steel and glass
Found or made it didn't matter
Supply the world with an attitude
Work hard, play hard, take no shit
The robber barons built their fortunes
On the backs of dirt poor laborers
They were challenged here at Homestead
And so they sent in armed Pinkertons
Guns blazed and men died
No safe place for the guilty to hide
Hopes and dreams were crushed
For they knew it would never change
The hearts of some men are dark and cold
Their only God is bought and sold
On the banks of three rivers
And in the hills and valleys behind
The good folk built lives for their families
With dignity and pride
Hell with the lid off
The arsenal of democracy no more
The hills are green with life again
The skies clear blue and bright
When I leave this place
It will be among the dust
Carried along with the wind
To the ocean far away
