[Titel]
Dirty Old Town
[Interpret]
Irish Traditional
[Vorspiel]

[Kapo]

[Refrain]

[Bridge]

[Text]
I met my <C>love by the <F>gas works <C>wall,
dreamed a <F>dream by the old ca<C>nal.
I kissed my girl by the <F>factory <C>wall.
Dirty old <G>town, dirty old <am>town.


Clouds are <C>drifting acr<F>oss the <C>moon.
Cats are <F>prowling on their <C>beat.
Springs a girl from the <F>streets at <C>night.
Dirty old <G>town, dirty old <am>town.


I heard a <C>siren <F>from the <C>docks,
saw a <F>train set the night on <C>fire.
I smelled the spring on the <F>smoky <C>wind.
Dirty old <G>town, dirty old <am>town.


I'm going to <C>make me a <F>big sharp <C>axe,
shining <F>steel tempered in the <C>fire.
I'll chop you down like an <F>old dead <C>tree.
Dirty old <G>town, dirty old <am>town.

[Nachspiel]

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