Dirty Old Town - The Dubliners

I met my love by the gas works 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 breeze on the smoky wind

Dirty old town, dirty old town

Clouds are drifting across the streets

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 me a big sharp axe — axe!

Shining steel tempered in the fire

I’ll cut you down like an old dead tree

Dirty old town, dirty old town

I met my love by the gas works wall

Dreamed a dream by the old canal

I kissed my girl by the factory wall

Dirty old town, dirty old town

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