#109 DIRTY OLD TOWN
I met my loAve by the gasworks hall,
dreamed the dreDam by the old canAal.
I kissed my girl by the factory wall.
Diry old toEwn, dirty old tf#own!
Clouds are Adrifting across the moon,
cats are prowling Don their Abeat.
Strings a girl from the streets at night.
Dirty old Etown, dirty old f#town!
I hear a Asiren from the docks,
I saw a train Dset the night on Afire.
I smell the spring from the smoky wind.
Dirty old Etown, dirty old f#town!
I’m going to Amake me a good sharp axe,
shining steel Dtempered in the Afire.
I’ll chop you down like an old dead tree.
Dirty old Etown, dirty old f#town!