paroles de chanson Tin Pan Alley - Big Walter Horton

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, woah
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