I've stayed in the front yard all my life.
I want a peek at the back
Where it's rough and untended and hungry weed grows.
A girl gets sick of a rose.
I want to go in the back yard now
And maybe down the alley,
To where the charity children play.
I want a good time today.
They do some wonderful things.
The alley is where children congregate who do not have well-kept areas on their own property to play with. 
 The term “alley” is important to consider. It is the geographical and social connection to everyone on the block. Rich, poor, or otherwise, the alley connects them. There is no complete separation between the good and bad.
A Song in the Front Yard