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Dirty Old Town lyrics
I met my love,
By the gas works wall.
Dreamed a dream,
By the old canal.
I kissed my girl,
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 girl,
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.
Smelled the spring,
On the smoky wind.
Dirty old town,
Dirty old town.
I'm going to 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.
I met my love,
By the gas works wall.
Dreamed a dream,
By the old canal.
I kissed my girl,
by the factory wall.
Dirty old town,
Dirty old town.
Part of these releases
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- Track 35 on Best of the Original Dubliners
- 34 Whiskey On A Sunday
- 36 Whiskey In The Jar
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