Well, if you ever feel lonesome
An d you're down in San Antonio
Beg, steal, or borrow two nickels or a dime
And call me on the phone
I'll meet you at Alamo Mission,
we can say our prayers
The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother
will heal us, as we live by
In the moonlight, in the dead night
In the moonlight,
in the dead night
Moonlight, in the moonlight,
in the midnight, in the moonlight,
in the midnight, moonlight
And if you ever feel sorrow,
for the love you have wrought
With no hope of tomorrow
In the setting of the sun
And the ocean is howling
With things that might end here
On our last good morning sunrise
We'll be the brightest things ever seen
In the moonlight, in the midnight,
in the moonlight, midnight,
moonlight
Oh
So if you ever feel lonesome,
an d you're down in San Antonio
I'm mixed in a bar over
two nickels or a dime
And call me on the phone
I'll meet you at Alamo Mission
We can say our prayer
The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother
will heal us
As we live an d die
In the moonlight, in the midnight
In the moonlight, midnight, moonlight
Well, I'll meet you there in the moonlight
In the midnight,
in the moonlight,
midnight, moonlight
You