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Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
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Who sang a sort of Indian Hideho
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To the people passing by
The pinto spent his time a swichin' flies
And the Navajo watched the lazy skies
F7
And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes
D# F7 A#
On the people passing by
D# A#
One day they went a walkin'
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Along the railroad track
D7 Gm
They were swishin' not lookin'
C7
Toot toot
F7
They never came back
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Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
F7
G fly sings an indian Hideho
D# F7 A#
To the people passing by
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
F7
Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough
D# F7 A#
To the people passing by
They thought that they would make some easy bucks
If they're washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux
F7
G pair of very conscientious clucks
D# F7 A#
On the people passing by
D#
The they took this cheap vacation
D# D#m A#
Their shoes were polished bright
D7 Gm
No they never heard the whistle
C7
Toot toot
F7
They're clear out of sight
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Across the alley from the Alamo
When the starlight beams its tender tender glow
F7
The beams go to sleep and there ain't no dough
D# F7 A#
For the people passing by