Ewan MacColl
Dirty Old Town
I met my love by the gas yard wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town

I heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
I smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town

Clouds are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Spring's a girl on the streets at night
Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town

I'm going to make a big sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
I'll chop you down like and old dead tree
Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town

I met my love by the gas yard wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town