Bettye LaVette - Dirty Old Town Lyrics

Lyrics Dirty Old Town - Bettye LaVette



I met my love down by Norman High
Dreamed the dream at the Grace Stone dance
I kissed my love by the Dutch main gate
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Cats are prowling
They're on their beat
Friendly young things on the 12th streets drove
A shout went out, that change it all
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
I heard the sirens coming from the streets
I saw some folks, they set the night on fire
I can smell the stench of the smoky wind
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
They took, they took a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
They'll try to chop you down like an old dead tree
But they can't
It's a dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town that it's on the mail
Dirty old town
Dirty old town
Dirty old town




Bettye LaVette - Dirty Old Town
Album Dirty Old Town
date of release
21-08-2012




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