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.
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.