Porter Wagoner - Alley - Sözleri

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...



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 livin' hell

Their future holds more wine more sorrow and dread

Down in the alley of the livin' dead

Down in the alley...

















		
			



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