Текст Townes Van Zandt – Dirty Old Town

I met my love
By the Gas Works Vault
Dreamed a dream
By the old canal

Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town

Clouds are drivting
Across the moon
The cats are prowling
On their beast
Springs the girls
From the streets of town

Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town

I heard a sigh
Run from the dark
Saw a tree
Set the night on fire
I smelled the spring
On the salty wind

Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town

I’m gonna make me
A picture of fine
Shining sill
Comfort in the fire
I’ll chop you down
Like an old dutch tree

Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town

I met my love
By the Gas Works Vault
Dreamed a dream
By the old canal
I kissed my girl
By the factory wall

Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town
Dirty Old Town