Dirty Old Town

I met my love by the gas works hall

Dreamed a dream by the old canal

I kissed my girl by the factory wall

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Clouds are drifting across the moon

Cats are prowling on their beat

Spring's a girl in the streets of night

Dirty old town, dirty old town

I heard a siren from the docks

Saw a train set the night on fire

Smelled the spring in the smokey wind

Dirty old town, dirty old town

I'm going to make a good sharp axe

Shining steel, tempered in the fire

We'll chop you down like an old dead tree

Dirty old town, dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works hall

Dreamed a dream by the old canal

Kissed my girl by the factory wall

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Dirty old town, dirty old town

(c) Ewan McColl