C
Across the alley from the Alamo

 
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo

    G7
Who sang a sort of Indian Hideho

       F      G7      C
To the people passing by

 
    
The pinto spent his time a swichin' flies

 
And the Navajo watched the lazy skies

    G7
And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes

       F      G7      C
On the people passing by

 
    F               C
One day they went a walkin'

 F        Fm       C
Along the railroad track

          E7           Am
They were swishin' not lookin'

D7
Toot toot

                G7
They never came back

 
 C
Across the alley from the Alamo

 
When the summer sun decides to settle low

  G7
A fly sings an indian Hideho

       F      G7      C
To the people passing by

 
 
Across the alley from the Alamo

 
Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo

    G7
Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough

       F      G7      C
To the people passing by

 
     
They thought that they would make some easy bucks

 
If they're washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux

  G7
A pair of very conscientious clucks

       F      G7      C
On the people passing by

 
         F
The they took this cheap vacation

      F          Fm       C
Their shoes were polished bright

        E7              Am
No they never heard the whistle

D7
Toot toot
                     G7
They're clear out of sight

 
C
Across the alley from the Alamo

 
When the starlight beams its tender tender glow

    G7
The beams go to sleep and there ain't no dough

        F      G7      C
For the people passing by