Midnight Moonlight

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

Oh, I'll meet you at Alamo Mission

And we will say our prayers

The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother will heal us

As we kneel there

In the midnight, moonlight

In the midnight, moonlight, midnight

In the midnight, moonlight

In the midnight, moonlight, midnight

If you ever feel sorrow

For the deeds that you have done

With no hope for tomorrow

In the setting of the sun

And the ocean is howling

Where things that might have been

And that last good morning sunrise

Will be the brightest you've ever seen

In the midnight, moonlight

In the midnight, moonlight, midnight

In the midnight, moonlight

In the midnight, moonlight, midnight

Midnight, moonlight, midnight