Dirty Old Town

C

I met my love by the gas works wall.

F C

Dreamed a dream by the old canal.

F C

Kissed a girl by the factory wall.

G

Dirty old town.

C

Dirty old town.

Clouds are drifting across the moon.

Cats are prowling on their beat.

Springs 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.

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.

Skrevet i 1985 af Ewan McCall.

The Pure Malt Songbook

David Fønsbo

2005-01-23T13:49:01