Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
Who sang a sort of Indian `Hi-de-ho`
To the people passin` by
The pinto spent his time a-swishin` flies
And the Navajo watched the lazy skies
And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes
On the people passin` by
One day, they went a walkin` along the railroad track
They were swishin` not a-lookin` Toot! Toot!, they never came back
Oh, across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
A fly sings an Indian `Hi-de-ho`
To the people passing by
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough
For the people passing by
They thought that they would make some easy bucks
By washin` their frijoles in Duz and Lux,
A pair of very conscientious clucks
To the people passin` by
Then they took this cheap vacation, their shoes were polished bright
No, they never heard the whistle, Toot! Toot! they`re clear out of sight
Oh, across the alley from the Alamo
When the starlight beams its tender glow
The beams go to sleep and then there ain`t no dough
For the people passin` by
One day, they went a walkin` along the railroad track
They were swishin` not a-lookin` Toot! Toot!, they never came back
Oh, across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
A fly sings an Indian `Hi-de-ho`
To the people passin` by
Across the alley from the Alamo
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