Midnight Moonlight - Peter Rowan

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

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

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