Tin Pan Alley
Robert Geddins
They tell me tin pan alley
'S the roughest place 'n town
It's got cuttin' and shootin'
As soon as the sun goes down
Ohh...tell me..
What kind of place can the alley be
Oh, every woman I guess
Lord, the alley takes away from me
When i need my baby
Well she can't be found
Well she got up early in the morning
She was ten pound alley bound
Ohh..tell me... Chorus
I heard a pistol shoot
Somebody groan
Some woman shot my baby
Left on that jokers arms
Ohh.. Cell me.. chorus
Ohh ill really miss my baby
Because i really need my baby
Ohh ill really miss my baby cause i really need my baby