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The Alley

 

The Alley

(album: Skidrow Joe - Down In The Alley - 1970)


Down in the alley, alley so low
Down where the red wine and the tears flow
Frail bodies shiver as the wind blows
Down in the alley where broken men go

Some talk of children, a wife and a home
They tell their stories of how life went wrong
They turn to the bottle for comfort to find
Down in the alley they live for the wine

Down in the alley, alley so low
Down where the red wine and the tears flow
Frail bodies shiver as the wind blows
Down in the alley where broken men go

Some tell of success and how close they came
To opening the doors to riches and fame
How failure each doubt at the height of it all
Down in the alley where hopes and dream fall

No matter how different he stories they tell
They all have in common a living hell
Their future holds more wine more sorrow and dread
Down in the alley of the living dead

Down in the alley, alley so low
Down where the red wine and the tears flow
Frail bodies shiver as the wind blows
Down in the alley where broken men go

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