Dirty Old Town

I met my love by the gas works wall



Dreamed a dream by the old canal



Kissed a girl by the factory wall



Dirty old town



Dirty old town







Clouds a drifting across the moon



Cats a prowling on their beat



Springs a girl in the street at night



Dirty old town



Dirty old town







Heard a siren from the docks



Saw a train set the night on fire



Smelled the spring on the smokey wind



Dirty old town



Dirty old town







Im 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