Across The Alley From The Alamo - Live (1958/Chicago)

Thank you
Thank you, ladies and gentlemen

Toot, toot, toot, from the railroad track
Toot, toot, toot, they never came back
What happened on the Alamo
To the pinto pony and a Navajo?

Across the alley from the Alamo
Lived a pinto pony and the Navajo
Who sang a sort of Indian hi-de-ho
To the people passing by

The pinto he was always swishin' flies
The Navajo watched the lazy skies
Very rarely did they ever cast their eyes
On the people passin' by

One day, they went a-walkin'
Along the railroad track
They never heard the whistle
Toot, toot, 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

They never should have gone walking
Along a railroad track
Never heard the whistle
Toot, toot, toot, from the railroad track
Toot, toot, toot, they never came back

What happened on the Alamo
To the pinto pony and a Navajo?
Hi-ho, Steverino
I bet you know what happened
On the Alamo
'Cross the alley from the Alamo