Dirty Old Town – Gerry Rafferty

I found my love by the gasworks croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
Kissed my girl by the factory wall

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

Clouds are floating across the moon
Cats are prowling upon their beat
Spring’s a girl in the streets at night

Dirty old town, dirty old town

I’m going to make a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
We’ll chop you down like an old dead tree

Dirty old town, dirty old town