Across the Alley From the Alamo
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Across the alley from the Alamo, ah yeah
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'
Toot toot
They never came back, oh
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
A fly sings an Indian Hideho
To the people passing by
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough
For the people passing by
They thought that they would make some easy bucks
By washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux
A pair of very conscientious clucks
To the people passing by
And they took this cheap vacation
Their shoes were polished bright
No they never heard the whistle
Toot toot
They're clear out of sight, ooh
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the starlight beams its tender glow
The beams go to sleep and then there ain't no dough
For the people passing by
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'
Toot toot
They never came back, oh
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
A fly sings an Indian Hideho
To the people passing by
Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough
For the people passing by
They thought that they would make some easy bucks
By washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux
A pair of very conscientious clucks
To the people passing by
And they took this cheap vacation
Their shoes were polished bright
No they never heard the whistle
Toot toot
They're clear out of sight, ooh
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the starlight beams its tender glow
The beams go to sleep and then there ain't no dough
For the people passing by
Across the alley from the Alamo
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.93] Across the alley from the Alamo, ah yeah
[00:12.53] Across the alley from the Alamo, lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
[00:18.88] Who sang a sort of Indian Hideho
[00:21.75] To the people passing by
[00:25.15] The pinto spent his time a swichin' flies
[00:27.97] And the Navajo watched the lazy skies
[00:30.92] And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes
[00:33.91] On the people passing by
[00:37.01] One day they went a walkin' along the railroad track
[00:43.24] They were swishin' not lookin'
[00:46.06] Toot toot
[00:47.32] They never came back, oh
[00:49.72] Across the alley from the Alamo
[00:52.43] When the summer sun decides to settle low
[00:55.81] A fly sings an Indian Hideho
[00:58.57] To the people passing by
[01:03.72]
[01:51.72] Across the alley from the Alamo
[01:53.73] Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
[01:57.33] Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough
[02:00.28] For the people passing by
[02:03.65] They thought that they would make some easy bucks
[02:06.79] By washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux
[02:09.84] A pair of very conscientious clucks
[02:12.29] To the people passing by
[02:15.57] And they took this cheap vacation
[02:18.79] Their shoes were polished bright
[02:21.58] No they never heard the whistle
[02:24.50] Toot toot
[02:25.53] They're clear out of sight, ooh
[02:28.67] Across the alley from the Alamo
[02:30.86] When the starlight beams its tender glow
[02:34.36] The beams go to sleep and then there ain't no dough
[02:37.11] For the people passing by
[02:39.94] Across the alley from the Alamo
[02:48.70]
[00:12.53] Across the alley from the Alamo, lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
[00:18.88] Who sang a sort of Indian Hideho
[00:21.75] To the people passing by
[00:25.15] The pinto spent his time a swichin' flies
[00:27.97] And the Navajo watched the lazy skies
[00:30.92] And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes
[00:33.91] On the people passing by
[00:37.01] One day they went a walkin' along the railroad track
[00:43.24] They were swishin' not lookin'
[00:46.06] Toot toot
[00:47.32] They never came back, oh
[00:49.72] Across the alley from the Alamo
[00:52.43] When the summer sun decides to settle low
[00:55.81] A fly sings an Indian Hideho
[00:58.57] To the people passing by
[01:03.72]
[01:51.72] Across the alley from the Alamo
[01:53.73] Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo
[01:57.33] Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough
[02:00.28] For the people passing by
[02:03.65] They thought that they would make some easy bucks
[02:06.79] By washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux
[02:09.84] A pair of very conscientious clucks
[02:12.29] To the people passing by
[02:15.57] And they took this cheap vacation
[02:18.79] Their shoes were polished bright
[02:21.58] No they never heard the whistle
[02:24.50] Toot toot
[02:25.53] They're clear out of sight, ooh
[02:28.67] Across the alley from the Alamo
[02:30.86] When the starlight beams its tender glow
[02:34.36] The beams go to sleep and then there ain't no dough
[02:37.11] For the people passing by
[02:39.94] Across the alley from the Alamo
[02:48.70]