| I met my love by the gas works wall
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| I dreamed a dream by the old canal
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| I kissed my girl by the factory wall
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| Of this dirty old town, dirty old town
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| Dirty old town, dirty old town
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| Clouds are drifting across the moon
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| Cats are prowling over on their beat
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| Spring’s a girl from the streets at night
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| Dirty old town, dirty old town
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| This dirty old town, this dirty old town
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| I heard a signal coming from the docks
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| I saw a train set the night on fire
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| I smelled the spring in the smoky wind
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| Of this dirty old town, this dirty old town
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| This dirty old town, this dirty old town, yeah
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| This dirty old town, this dirty old town
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| This dirty old town, this dirty old town
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| I’m going to make me a good sharp ax
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| Shining steel tempered in the fire
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| I’ll chop you down like an old dead tree
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| Dirty old town, this dirty old town
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| This dirty old town, this dirty old town |