Lyric Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Guy Mitchell
Written by Bob Merrill

Peaked at # 4 in 1952

(There s a pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)
And I walk up and down neath the clock
(By the pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)
But I ain t got a thing left to hock

She was peaches, she was honey, and she cost me all my money
cause a whirl round the town was her dream (was her dream)
Took her dancin , took her dinin till her blue eyes were shinin
With the sights that they never had seen (never seen)
If you should run into a golden-haired angel
And ask her tonight for a date
She ll tell you somewhere there s a rich millionaire
Who is calling again about eight

(There s a pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)
And I ve just gotta get five or ten (five or ten)
(From the pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)
Gotta be with my angel again

She was peaches, she was honey, and she cost me all my money
cause a whirl round the town was her dream (was her dream)
(Took her dancin , took her dinin till her blue eyes were shinin )
(With the sights that they never had seen)
If you should run into a golden-haired angel
And ask her tonight for a date
She ll tell you somewhere there s a rich millionaire
Who is calling again about eight

(There s a pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)
And I ve just gotta get five or ten (five or ten)
(From the pawnshop on a corner in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania)
Gotta be with my angel again
Gotta be with my angel again