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Dirty Old Town
I found my love by the
gasworks croft
Dreamed a dream by the old
canal
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 street
at 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.
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