Bob Wills 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 "Hi-de-ho"
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'
Ah-ha!, they never came back
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
A fly sings an Indian "Hi-de-ho"
To the people passing by
One day, they went a walkin'
along the railroad track
They were swishin' not a-lookin'
They never came back
Across the alley from the Alamo
When the summer sun decides to settle low
A fly sings an Indian "Hi-de-ho"
To the people passin' by
