(Ewan McColl) Found my love by the gaswork 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 dock Saw a train set the night on fire Smelled the spring on the Salford wind Dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town We're goin' to take a good sharp axe Shining steel tempered in the fire And we'll chop you down like an old dead tree Dirty old town, dirty old town Dirty old town, whoa-oh, dirty old town And oh we'll chop you down Oh, dirty, dirty, dirty old town Dirty old town, dirty old town And oh whoa-oh dirty old town Chop you down one of these days
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