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 smokey wind Dirty old town Dirty old town I'm going to make 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