Standard (EADGBE)
I met my love by the gasworks door;
Dreamed a dream by the old canal.
Kissed my boy by the factory wall.
Dirty old town, dirty old town.
The moon is shifting behind a cloud,
Cats are crawling all along the beat,
Springs a girl in the streets at night.
Dirty old town, dirty old town.
I heard a whistle coming from the docks
And a train set the night on fire,
Smelled the spring on a smoke-filled air.
Dirty old town, dirty old town.
I'm gonna get me a nice sharp axe,
Shining steel tempered in a fire,
Cut you down like an old dead tree,
Dirty old town, dirty old town.
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regards, EXTRA / \/ \/ \ NULLA
Ludwig BAVARIAM \ /\ /\ / VITA
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