Dirty old town

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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