Dirty Old Town

Words & Music:

Ewan McColl



I met my love by the gasworks wall;

          A                  E

Dreamed a dream by the old canal.

          C#m                E

Kissed my boy by the factory wall.

          F#m   B7        C#m

Dirty old town, dirty old town.


The moon is shifting behind a cloud,

Cats are crawling all along the beat,

Springs a girl in the streets at night.

Dirty old town, dirty old town.


I heard a siren coming from the docks

And a train set the night on fire,

Smelled the spring on a smoke-filled air.

Dirty old town, dirty old town.


I'm gonna get me a nice sharp axe,

Shining steel tempered in a fire,

Cut you down like an old dead tree,

Dirty old town, dirty old town.


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