They tell me Tin Pan Alley
Is the roughest place in town
They start cuttin' and shootin', y'all
Soon as the sun goes down
But hey, tell me
What kind of place can the alley be?
Oh no
'Cause every woman I get
Lord, the alley takes her away from me
Oh yeah
Listen
When I need my baby
She can't be found
She gets up early every morning
She's Tin Pan Alley bound
But oh, tell me
What kind of place can the alley be?
Oh yeah
'Cause every woman I get
Lord, the alley takes her away from me
Oh yeah
Alright
I heard a pistol shoot
Somebody groaned
Some woman just shot my baby
Right out of that joker's arm
But hey, tell me
What kind of place can the alley be?
Oh no
'Cause every woman I get
Lord, the alley takes her away from me
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Play the blues for me
I got to find me a new love
It's alright, y'all