| A child was born in Bethlehem,
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| The son of a steel worker union man.
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| He grew up tall and he grew up strong,
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| And when he came of age,
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| All the steel was gone.
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| Go to China,
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| To Vietnam,
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| There’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| There’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| He wants gold,
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| There’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| Save our souls,
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| Cos there’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| A reckless kid wants to use his hands,
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| He’s got a real quick trigger and some new demands.
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| He grew so fast, and he grew so free,
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| And when he comes around, he finds there’s no more steel.
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| So shaken,
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| to his knees,
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| He’s got the same old rocket and a new disease.
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| And he won’t take it,
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| On his neck,
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| He’s got the red hot whiskey,
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| He’s got no respect.
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| He wants gold,
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| There’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| Save our souls,
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| Cos there’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| Ooh, ooh.
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| Ooh, ooh.
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| Ooh, ooh.
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| Ooh, ooh,
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh.
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| He wants gold,
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| There’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| Save our souls,
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| Cos there’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| You can put your faith in the government,
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| But there’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| Try to get them back, try for reckoning,
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| But there’s no more steel left in Bethlehem.
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| He wants gold… |