Midnight Moonlight

                                  If you ever feel lonesome when you're down in San Antone

Beg, steal or borrow two nickels or a dime to call me on the phone

And I'll meet you at Alamo Mission, where we can say our prayers

The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother will heal us as we kneel there



In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnight, moonlight

If you ever feel sorrow for the deeds you have done

With no hope for tomorrow in the setting of the sun

And the ocean is howling for the things that might have been

And that last good morning sunrise will be the brightest you've ever seen



In the moonlight, in the midnight, in the moonlight, midnight, moonlight