1 | I met my love by the gas works wall, Dreamed a dream by the old canal. Kissed a girl by the fact’ry wall Dirty old town, Dirty old town. |
2 | Clouds are drifting across the moon, Cats a prowling on their beat, Spring ‘s a girl on the s treet at night, Dirty old town, Dirty old town. |
3 | Heard a siren from the docks, Saw a train set the night on fire, Smelled the spring in the smoky wind, Dirty old town, Dirty old town. |
4 | I’m going to make a good sharp axe, Shining steel, tempered in the fire, Will chop you down like an old dead tree, Dirty old town, Dirty old town. |
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