Hancock County: Sitting On Top Of The State

By Yellow Creek the smoke rose sharp and high

The cries of grief still echo in the sky

Chief Logan's sorrow carved the land with pain

A frontier wound that time could not restrain

The river roared as Adam Poe stood fast

Big Foot fell fighting, legends from the past

Tomlinson Run still whispers tales of strife

Stone walls of blockhouse guarded settler life

On Top of the State, we rise and stand tall

Hancock County forever, pride of us all

From roaring steel to bright clay, your story shines strong

Through faith and laughter together, we carry on

New Cumberland's bricks shone red against the sky

The "Brick Capital" where towns would rise nearby

Sunday bells rang hope when war's dark shadows fell

And schools taught freedom's voice the children well

Weirton's steel rose high where furnaces roared

Clanging hammers shaped strong the nation's sword

William Wells gave Fiesta colors bright

Newell's clay and glaze brought joy in kiln's hot light

On Top of the State, we rise and stand tall

Hancock County forever, pride of us all

From roaring steel to bright clay, your story shines strong

Through faith and laughter together, we carry on

Chester's Teapot towers bold by river's bend

A roadside charm where heritage won't end

Rock Springs Park's sweet popcorn scents still stay

Laurel Hollow echoes laughter's play

On Top of the State, yet mighty in soul

Gateway of stories where histories unfold

From Sunday bells to steelworks' roaring flame

(From schools and fairs,) your pride will still remain

On Top of the State, we rise and stand tall

Hancock County forever, pride of us all

From roaring steel to bright clay, your story shines strong

Through faith and laughter together, we carry on

On Top of the State, we rise and stand tall

Hancock County forever, pride of us all

On Top of the State, we rise and stand tall

Hancock County forever, pride of us all