Across the Alley From Alamo - The Mills Brothers

Across the alley from the alamo

Lived a pinto pony and a navajo

Who sang a sort of Indian hideho

To the people passin' by

The pinto spent his time a swishin' flies

And the navajo watched the lazy skies

And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes

On the people passin' by

One day they went a walkin'

Along the railroad track

They were swishin' not a 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 passin' by

Then they took this cheap vacation

Their shoes were polished bright

No they never heard the whistle

Toot toot they're clear out of sight

Oh across the alley from the alamo

When the starlight beams it's tender glow

The beams go to sleep and then there ain't no dough

For the people passin' by

One day they went a walkin'

Along the railroad track

They were swishin' not a 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 passin' by

Across the alley from the alamo