Текст песни Black Rebel Motorcycle Club — Dirty Old Town

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I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I Kissed my girl by the factory wall
Clouds are drifting across the moon
Cats are prowling on their beat
Spring's a girl from the streets at night

I Heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
I Smelled the spring on the smoky wind

I'm gonna make me a big sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall

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