I found my love by the gas works craft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my boy by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town

Clouds are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Spring's a boy from the streets at night
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
And I smelled the spring on the smoky wind
Dirty old town, dirty old town

I'm gonna make me a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town, dirty old town
Dirty old town, dirty old town
Dirty old town, dirty old town