Big Walter Horton - Tin Pan Alley lyrics

Take me to Tin Pan Alley, roughest place in town Start drinkin', shootin', as the sun goes down But a hey yeah, yeah, yeah, what kind a place can this alley be Lord every woman I get, oah this alley take away from me When I need my baby and, she can't be found I get up early in the mornin', she Tin Pan Alley bound Whoah yeah, yeah, yeah, what kind a place can this alley be Every woman I gets boy, whoah that alley take away from me Heard a pistol poppin', and somebody groan Who shot my baby, I'll burn that joker's home Hey yeah, yeah, yeah, what kind a place can this alley be Lord every woman I get, whoah this alley take away from me