I came here from Ireland by way of Baltimore
I rode the train 100 miles and I walked 100 more
I could smell the smoke a'pouring from those iron mills
Before I even saw the town from the top of Wheeling Hill

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        Where the river meets the road,
        Where the river meets the road
        On the eastern bank of the Ohio
        Where the river meets the road

They've grown this town by leaps and bounds since they built that Cumberland Road
The railroad came in '53 and they're pushing on I'm told
They built a big old iron bridge it faces to the west
I came here for a job of work and I think it worked out best

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I met a lass at Sunday mass she was singing in the choir
Her father worked as a blacksmith with hammer bellows and fire
I started out as a roustabout at night my back would throb
But I made a plan and won her hand when I got my scriveners job

I tithe the church, pay my bills and send the rest back home
I put roots down in Wheeling town and never more will roam
We're raising sons and daughters here for them I will provide
I'll teach them how to read and write and walk these streets with pride

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