Tin Pan Alley Songtext
von Little Milton

They tell me Tin Pan alley
Is the roughest place in town
They start cuttin′ and shootin' you
As soon as the sun goes down

But hey, tell me
What kind of place can the alley be?
′Cause every woman, I guess
Lord, the alley takes away from me
Oh, yeah
Listen

When I need my baby
She can't be found
She get up early in the mornin'
She′s ten pound alley bound


But oh, tell me
What kind of place can the alley be? (Oh, yeah)
′Cause every woman, I guess
Lord, the alley takes away from me
Oh, yeah
Alright

I heard a pistol shoot
Somebody groan
Some woman just shot my baby
Let out of that jokers' arms

But hey, tell me
What kind of place can the alley be? (Oh no)
′Cause every woman, I guess
Lord, the alley takes away from me
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah

Way to lose mummy
I gotta find me a new love
It's all I got