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Dirty Old Town
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I met my love by the gas works wall,
Dreamed a dream by the old canal.
I kissed my girl by the factory wall,
Of the Dirty Old Town, Dirty Old Town.
Clouds are drifting across the moon,
All the cops are prowlin` out on their beats,
Springs a girl to the streets at night,
Of that Dirty Old Town, Dirty Old Town.
I heard a siren from the docks,
Saw a train set the night on fire,
I smelt the spring on the smoky wind,
Of the Dirty Old Town, Dirty Old Town.
I`m gonna take my big sharp axe,
Of shining steel tempered in the fire,
I`ll chop you down like an old dead tree,
You Dirty Old Town, Dirty Old Town.
Repeat First Verse