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If you ever get lonesome
And you're down in San Antone
Just beg, steal or borrow
Two nickels or a dime
And call me on the phone
I'll meet you at the 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
Midnight moonlight, moonlight
In the midnight, moonlight, in the mid-
Night
Moonlight midnight
If you ever feel sorrow
For deeds that you have done
With no hope for tomorrow
In the setting of the sun
And the oceans are howlin'
For things that might have been
And the last good morning sunrise will be
The brightest you've ever seen