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Across The Alley From The Alamo

por Bob Wills

Biografia:

James Robert Wills (March 6, 1905 – May 13, 1975), better known as Bob Wills, was an American Western swing musician, songwriter, and bandleader of Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys. Considered by music authorities as the co-founder of Western swing, he was universally known as the King of Western Swing.
Wills formed several bands and played radio stations around the South and West until he formed the Texas Playboys in 1934 with Wills on fiddle, Tommy Duncan on piano and vocals

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Across the alley from the Alamo

Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo

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Who sang a sort of Indian Hideho

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To the people passing by

The pinto spent his time a swichin' flies

And the Navajo watched the lazy skies

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And very rarely did they ever rest their eyes

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On the people passing by

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One day they went a walkin'

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Along the railroad track

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They were swishin' not lookin'

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Toot toot

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They never came back

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Across the alley from the Alamo

When the summer sun decides to settle low

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A fly sings an indian Hideho

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To the people passing by

Across the alley from the Alamo

Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo

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Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough

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To the people passing by

They thought that they would make some easy bucks

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

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A pair of very conscientious clucks

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On the people passing by

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The they took this cheap vacation

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Their shoes were polished bright

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No they never heard the whistle

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Toot toot
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They're clear out of sight

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Across the alley from the Alamo

When the starlight beams its tender tender glow

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

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For the people passing by