Bob Wills — Across The Alley From The Alamo

[Chorus] Across the alley from the Alamo Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo Who sang a sort of Indian Hideho To the people passing by [Verse 1] The pinto spent his time a swichin' flies And the Navajo watched the lazy skies And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes On the people passing by [Verse 2] One day they went a walkin' Along the railroad track They were swishin' not lookin' Toot toot They never came back [Chorus] Across the alley from the Alamo When the summer sun decides to settle low A fly sings an Indian Hideho To the people passing by [Instrumental Break] [Verse 2] One day they went a walkin' Along the railroad track They were swishin' not lookin' Toot toot They never came back [Chorus] Across the alley from the Alamo Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough To the people passing by