Across The Alley From The Alamo

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
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
One day they went a walkin'
Along the railroad track
They were swishin' not lookin'
Oh Oh
They never came back
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
Fly sings an Indian Hideho
To the people passing by
One day they went a walkin'
Along the railroad track
They were swishin' not lookin'
Oh Oh
They never came back
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
Fly sings an Indian Hideho
To the people passing by