Tin Pan Alley Songtext

I'd be making a living

just like a tin pan alley musician.



I'd come up with ten tunes a day,

keep them ever-coming for but a modest wage...



Then I'd be making a living

instead of sitting here whistling now

I'd be making a living

just like a tin pan alley musician.


If they'd listen to me whistlin;

they would whistle along...



...Then I'd be making a living

just like those old tin pan alley musicians.



If they'd listen to me whistlin'

I won't be sittin' here long...