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Across the alley from the AlamoLived a pinto pony and a NavajoWho sang a sort of Indian "Hi-de-ho"To the people passin' byThe pinto spent his time a-swishin' fliesAnd the Navajo watched the lazy skiesAnd very rarely did they ever rest their eyesOn the people passin' byOne day, they went a walkin' along the railroad trackThey were swishin' not a-lookin' Toot! Toot!, they never came backOh, across the alley from the AlamoWhen the summer sun decides to settle lowA fly sings an Indian "Hi-de-ho"To the people passing byAcross the alley from the AlamoLived a pinto pony and a NavajoWho used to bake frijoles in cornmeal doughFor the people passing byThey thought that they would make some easy bucksBy washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux,A pair of very conscientious clucksSongtexteTo the people passin' byThen they took this cheap vacation, their shoes were polished brightNo, they never heard the whistle, Toot! Toot! they're clear out of sightOh, across the alley from the AlamoWhen the starlight beams its tender glowThe beams go to sleep and then there ain't no doughFor the people passin' byOne day, they went a walkin' along the railroad trackThey were swishin' not a-lookin' Toot! Toot!, they never came backOh, across the alley from the AlamoWhen the summer sun decides to settle lowA fly sings an Indian "Hi-de-ho"To the people passin' byAcross the alley from the Alamo Aus Songtexte Mania