Album: Bretonne
I met my love by the gas works wall
dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed my boy 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 boy in the street at night
dirty old town
dirty old town
I heard a siren from the docks
saw a train set the night on fire
I smelled the spring on the smoky wind
dirty old town
dirty old town
I heard a siren from the docks
saw a train set the night on fire
I smelled the spring on the smoky wind
dirty old town
dirty old town
I'm going to make me a good sharp axe
shining steel tempered in the fire
I'll chop you down like an old dead tree
dirty old town
dirty old town
(Merci à Anne pour cettes paroles)