Way down in Boogie Alley ain't nothing but scaws and bums
Way down in Boogie Alley ain't nothing but scaws and bums
And when I get drunk who's going to take me home?
I'm going to stop my man from running around
I'm going to stop my man from running around
Because down in Boogie Alley is where he can be found
He goes down in Boogie Alley, house number three
He goes down in Boogie Alley, house number three
And when he gets down there the womens won't let him come to see me
I went down in Boogie Alley with my razor in my hand
I wеnt down in Boogie Alley with my razor in my hand
And the bluеs struck me, I brought back my man
If you go in Boogie Alley you better take your .44
If you go in Boogie Alley you better take your .44
The womens get your man down there and they won't let him go