Tin Pan Alley Lyrics - Colin James

They tell me Tin Pan Alley 

The roughest place in town 

They start cuttin' and shootin' 

As soon as the sun goes down 

Oh, 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 

She can't be found 

She got up early in the mornin' 

She was ten pound alley bound 

Oh, tell me 

What kind of place can the Alley be? 

Every woman I guess 

Lord, the alley takes away from me 

I heard a pistol shoot 

Somebody groan 

Some woman shot my baby 

Left on that jokers arms 

Oh, tell me 

What kind of place can the alley be? 

Every woman I guess 

Lord, the alley takes away from me 

I'll really miss my baby 

Because I need my baby 

I'll really miss my baby 

Because I need my baby