Alistair Hulett Dirty Old Town
I met my love, by the gas works croft
dreamed a dream, by the old canal.
I kissed my girl, by the factory wall.
Dirty old town, dirty old town.
Clouds are drifting, across the moonlight,
cats are prowling, on their beat.
Springs a girl, on the streets at night
Dirty old town, you're a dirty old town.
I hear a siren, from the docks.
Saw a train, set the night on fire.
I smelled the spring on the smokey wind.
Diry old town, dirty old town.
We're 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.
I met my love.
By the gasworks croft.
Dreamed a dream, by the old canal,
I kissed my girl, by the factory wall.
Dirty old town, you're a dirty old town.
Dirty old town, dirty old town.
