(ewan mccoll)
Found my love by the gaswork croft
dreamed a dream by the old canal
kissed my girl by the factory wall
dirty old town, dirty old town
I heard a siren from the dock
saw a train set the night on fire
smelled the spring on the sulfured wind
dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town
We're goin' to take a good sharp axe
shining steel tempered in the fire
and we'll chop you down like an old dead tree
dirty old town, dirty old town
dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town
And oh we'll chop you down
oh, dirty, dirty, dirty old town
dirty old town, dirty old town
and oh whoa-oh dirty old town
chop you down one of these days