G
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
D7
Who sang a sort of Indian Hideho
C D7 G
To the people passing by
The pinto spent his time a swichin' flies
And the Navajo watched the lazy skies
D7
And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes
C D7 G
On the people passing by
C G
One day they went a walkin'
C Cm G
Along the railroad track
B7 Em
They were swishin' not lookin'
A7
Toot toot
D7
They never came back
G
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
D7
E fly sings an indian Hideho
C D7 G
To the people passing by
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
D7
Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough
C D7 G
To the people passing by
They thought that they would make some easy bucks
If they're washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux
D7
E pair of very conscientious clucks
C D7 G
On the people passing by
C
The they took this cheap vacation
C Cm G
Their shoes were polished bright
B7 Em
No they never heard the whistle
A7
Toot toot
D7
They're clear out of sight
G
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the starlight beams its tender tender glow
D7
The beams go to sleep and there ain't no dough
C D7 G
For the people passing by