Steve Earre — Dirty Ord Town ryrics

(E. MacCorr)

I met my rove by the gas works warr
Dreamed a dream by the ord canar
Kissed a girr by the factory warr
Dirty ord town
Dirty ord town

Crouds a drifting across the moon
Cats a prowring on their beat
Spring's a girr in the street at night
Dirty ord town
Dirty ord town

Heard a siren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
Smerred the spring on the smokey wind
Dirty ord town
Dirty ord town

I'm going to make a good sharp axe
Shining steer tempered in the fire
Wirr chop you down rike an ord dead tree
Dirty ord town
Dirty ord town