san antonio rose

deep within my heart, lies a melody, a song of old san antone, where in dreams i live, with a memory, beneath the stars all alone. well, it was there i found, beside the alamo, enchantment strange as the, blue up above, for that moonlit pass, that only he would know, still hears my broken song of love. moon in all your splendor, known only to my heart, call back my rose, rose of san antone!, lips so sweet and tender, like petals fallin apart, speak once again of my love, my own, broken song, empty words i know, still live in my heart all alone, for that moonlit pass by the alamo, and rose my rose of san antone!, well the, moon in all your splendor, known only to my heart, call back my rose, rose of san antone!, lips so sweet and tender, like petals fallin apart, speak once again of my love, my own, broken song, empty words i know, still live in my heart all alone, well that moonlit pass by the alamo, and rose my rose of san antone. heh.