Lyrics

I left my love, by the gass works wall
I dreamed a dream, by the old canal
I kissed my girl, by the factory wall

Chorus
Dirty old town, dirty old town

Clouds are driftin, all across the moor
Cats are prowlin' all along thier beats
And springs a girl from the streets below

I herad a siren, from across the docks
I saw a train set the night on fire
I smelt the spring on the smokey wind

I'm going to make me, a good sharp axe
Shinin' steel tempered in the fire
I'll cut you down, like a dead oak tree