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