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
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
Clouds a-drifting across the moon Cats a-prowling on their beat Springs a girl in the streets at night 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 townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
