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David Keenan – Tin Pan Alley Lyrics

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Just across from my old street There’s a place called Tin Pan Alley Where I’ve wandered many nights First went many moons ago As I walk among its ruins Among its broken, battered brickwork Standing proud in pouring rain Against any punch-drunk sky I do roam, I do roam Welcoming the wee small hours My reflection in the windows, … Continue reading David Keenan – Tin Pan Alley Lyrics