F ---- C7 --- Gm7 --
Bb --- Bbm -- A7 ---
Dm --- G9 ---
| F | |
| A | cross the alley from the Alamo |
| Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo |
| C7 | |
| Who | sang a sort of indian Hideho |
| Gm7 | C7 | F | |
| To the | people | passing | by |
| F | |
| The | pinto spent his time a swichin' flies |
| And the navajo watched the lazy skies |
| C7 | |
| And | very rarely did they ever rest their eyes |
| Gm7 | C7 | F | |
| On the | people | passing | by |
| Bb | F | |
| One | day they ent a | walkin' |
| Bb | Bbm | F | |
| A | long the | railroad | track |
| A7 | Dm | |
| They were | swishin' not | lookin' |
| G9 | |
| Toot toot |
| C7 | |
| They never came | back |
| F | |
| A | cross the alley from the Alamo |
| When the summer sun decides to settle low |
| C7 | |
| A | fly sings an indian Hideho |
| Gm7 | C7 | F | |
| To the | people | passing | by |
| F | |
| A | cross the alley from the Alamo |
| Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo |
| C7 | |
| Who | used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough |
| Gm7 | C7 | F | |
| To the | people | passing | by |
| F | |
| They | thought that they would make some easy bucks |
| If they're washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux |
| C7 | |
| A | pair of very conscientious clucks |
| Gm7 | C7 | F | |
| On the | people | passing | by |
| Bb | |
| The they | took this cheap vacation |
| Bb | Bbm | F | |
| Their | shoes were | polished | bright |
| A7 | Dm | |
| No they | never heard the | whistle |
| G9 | |
| Toot toot |
| C7 | |
| They're clearout of | sight |
| F | |
| A | cross the alley from the Alamo |
| When the starlight beams its tender tender glow |
| C7 | |
| The | beams go to sleep and there ain't no dough |
| Gm7 | C7 | F | |
| For the | people | passing | by |