Theme From Alamo Bay - Nancy Sinatra & Ry Cooder

Across the alley from the Alamo Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo Who sang a sort of Indian "Hi-de-ho" To the people passin' 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 passin' by One day, they went a walkin' along the railroad track They were swishin' not a-lookin' Toot! Toot!, they never came back Oh, 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 Across the alley from the Alamo Lived a pinto pony and a Navajo Who used to bake frijoles in cornmeal dough For the people passing by They thought that they would make some easy bucks By washin' their frijoles in Duz and Lux, A pair of very conscientious clucks To the people passin' by Then they took this cheap vacation, their shoes were polished bright No, they never heard the whistle, Toot! Toot! they're clear out of sight Oh, across the alley from the Alamo When the starlight beams its tender glow The beams go to sleep and then there ain't no dough For the people passin' by One day, they went a walkin' along the railroad track They were swishin' not a-lookin' Toot! Toot!, they never came back Oh, 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 passin' by Across the alley from the Alamo

Johnson I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees. Asked the Lord above for mercy, Save me if you please. I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride. Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. I'm going down to Rosedale, take my rider by my side. You can still barrelhouse, baby, on the riverside. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown. You can run, you can run, tell my friend-poor Willie Brown. And I'm standing at the crossroads, believe I'm sinking down.

(Traditional) I know Jesus is on that mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus is on that mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus is on that mainline Tell Him what you want Call Him up and tell Him what you want Well, the line ain't never busy Tell Him what you want Wo, that line ain't never busy Tell Him what you want Well, the line ain't never busy Tell Him what you want Keep on calling Him up And tell Him what you want Well, if you want His kingdom Tell Him what you want If you want His kingdom Tell Him what you want If want His kingdom Tell Him what you want Call Him up, call Him up, call Him up, call Him up You can call Him up and tell Him what you want Well, if you're sick and wanna get well Tell Him what you want Well, if you're sick and you wanna get well Tell Him what you want If you're sick and you wanna get well Tell Him what you want Call Him up and tell Him what you want And if you're feeling down and out Tell Him what you want And if you're feeling down and out Tell Him what you want And if you're feeling down and out Tell Him what you want Call Him up and tell Him what you want I know Jesus is on that mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus is on that mainline Tell Him what you want Jesus is on that mainline Tell Him what you want Call Him up, call Him up, call Him up, call Him up Call Him up and tell Him what you want

Hey, call me Willie Hey, Call me Willy Blind dog Foolton Smoke House Brown Call me Willie the one and only Willie Brown I'm build for comfort and I'm build for speed I got everything you good girls need See me coming throw your man outdoors It may not get this way no more Call me Willie the one and only Willie Brown, Yeah Hey pretty mama, you sure look fine Call me dog but I ain't blind Smoke-House man is back in town Call me up when you love comes down Call me Willie the one and only Willie Brown, Yeah I'm loving all you women two by two Ain't gonna stop 'till the loving is through It's to hot, when you turn Baby play the fiddle when the Smoke House burns Call me Willie the one and only Willie Brown, Yeah Call me Willie, Call me Willie Blind dog Foolton Smoke House Brown Call me Willie the one and only Willie Brown, Yeah