Letra da Música Tin Pan Alley de 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