If you ever feel lonesome

And your down in San Antone

Beg, steal, or borrow two nickels or a dime

And call me on the phone

I'll meet you at Alamo mission

And 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

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 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

And call me on the phone

I'll meet you at Alamo mission

And 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

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