If you ever feel lonesome
And you're down in San Antone
Beg, steal, or borrow two nickels or a dime
Call me on the phone
And I'll meet you at Alamo Mission
Where we can say our prayers
And 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
In the moonlight, in the midnight
In the moonlight, midnight moonlight
If you ever feel sorrow
For things you might have done
With no hope for tomorrow
In the setting of the sun
And the ocean is howling
Of 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
In the moonlight, in the midnight
In the moonlight, midnight moonlight
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Well if you ever feel lonesome
And you're down in San Antone
Just beg, steal, or borrow two nickels or a dime
Call me on the phone
And I'll meet you at Alamo Mission
Where we can say our prayers
And 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
In the moonlight, in the midnight
In the moonlight, midnight moonlight
Well if you ever feel sorrow
For things you might have done
With no hope for tomorrow
In the setting of the sun
And the ocean is howling
Of 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
In the moonlight, in the midnight
In the moonlight, midnight moonlight
In the moonlight, in the midnight
In the moonlight, midnight moonlight