An Irish love song – about love for a town. Yes, maybe there are more than a few filthy corners, old factories and chimneys, facades flaking off and rusty bridges, but still you love it, because you’re at home here.
A slightly melancholic song, played and sung best when there are only the last of you in a pub, it’s getting late and you all feel a bit sad, because you’ll have to go home… walking through the streets at night.
instructional recording 90bpm
instructional recording 90bpm
instructional recording 120bpm
instructional recording 120bpm
Lyrics:
I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I Kissed my girl 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 girl from the streets 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’m gonna make me a big sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
I’ll chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Scores and recordings by Jindra Kelíšek
Article by Háta Kreisinger Komňacká
Published on 6/7/2013