Dirty old town de The Pogues

I met my love by the gas works wall
dreamed a dream by the old canal
kissed a girl by the factory wall
dirty old town
dirty old town
clouds a drifting across the moon
cats a prowling on their beat
spring's a girl in the street at night
dirty old town
dirty old town
heard a siren from the docks
saw a train set the night on fire
smelled the spring on the smoky wind
dirty old town
dirty old town
i'm going to make me a good sharp axe
shining steel tempered in the fire
will chop you down like an old dead tree
dirty old town
dirty old town