Across The Valley From The Alamo - Hank Thompson

Across the alley from the Alamo lived a Pinto pony and a Navajo

Who sang a song of Indian hi-de-ho to the people passing 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 passing by

One day they went out a-walkin' along the railroad track

They was swishin' not 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 passing by