Ewan MacColl & Peggy Seeger
Ab, Abm, B, Bb, Cm, Dm, Eb, Ebm, Gm
I found my love by the gasworks croft
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town, dirty old town. I heard a siren from the dock. Saw a train set the night on fire.
Smelled the spring in the smoky wind, dirty old town, dirty old town.
Clouds are drifting across the moon, cats are prowling on their beaks.
Spring's a girl, in the streets at night, Dirty old town, dirty old town.
I'm going to make a big sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
We'll chop you down, like an old dead tree.
Dirty old town.
Dirty old town.