Joe Greene - Across The Alley From The Alamo lyrics
rate meAcross the alley from the alamo<br />
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo<br />
Who sang a sort of indian<br />
Hi-de-ho to the people passing by<br />
The pinto spent his time a swishin' flies<br />
And the Navajo watched the lazy skies<br />
And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes<br />
On the people passing by<br />
One day they went awalkin'<br />
Along the railroad track<br />
They were swishin', not lookin'<br />
Toot! Toot! <br />
They never came back<br />
Across the alley from the alamo<br />
When the summer sun decides to settle low<br />
A fly sings an Indian<br />
Hi-de-ho to the people passing by<br />
<br />
Across the alley from the Alamo<br />
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo<br />
Who used to bake frijoles<br />
In cornmeal dough for the people passing by<br />
They tho't that they would make some easy bucks<br />
If they're washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux<br />
A pair of very conscientious clucks<br />
To the people passing by<br />
Then they took this cheap vacation<br />
Their shoes were polished bright<br />
No they never heard the whistle<br />
Toot! Toot! <br />
They're clear out of sight<br />
Across the alley from the Alamo<br />
When the starlight beams it's tender tender glow<br />
The beans go to sleep and there ain't no dough<br />
For the people passing by
