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Pogues : Dirty Old Town lyrics

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Pogues lyrics : "Dirty Old Town"

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old [email protected]#^
Kissed a girl by the factory wall

Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Clouds a drifting across the moon

Cats a prowling on their beat
Spring's a girl in the street at night
Dirty old town

Dirty old town
Heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire

Smelled the spring on the smokey wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town

I'm going to make a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
Will chop you down like an old dead tree

Dirty old town
Dirty old town
(Ewan McColl)

SONG: Jesse James
Jesse James we understand
Has killed many a man

He robbed the Union trains
He stole from the rich and gave to the poor
He'd a hand and a heart and a brain

Well it was on a Saturday night
The stars were shining bright
They robbed the Glendale train

And the people they did say for many miles away
It was those outlaws Frank and Jesse James
Now Jesse had a wife

Lived a lady all her life
Her children they were brave
But history does record

That Bob and Charlie Ford
Have laid poor Jesse in his grave
Well it was Bob and Charlie Ford

Those dirty little cowards
I wonder how they feel
For they ate of Jesse's bread and they slept in Jesse's bed

And they laid poor Jesse in his grave
Now Jesse had a wife
Lived a lady all her life

Her children they were brave
But history does record
That Bob and Charlie Ford

Have laid poor Jesse in his grave
Well the people held their breath
When they heard of Jesse's death

They wondered how he came to fall
Well it was Robert Ford in fact who shot him in the back
While he hung a picture on the wall

Now Jesse had a wife
Lived a lady all her life
Her children they were brave

But history does record
That Bob and Charlie Ford
Have laid poor Jesse in his grave

(Trad. Arr. The Pogues)

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