On the Alamo
Lonely through the long weary day, Lonely in the gloaming I stray, And in fancy I am down where Someone's waiting for me. Down there where I long to be roaming, Noonlight tells me love's dream is o'er, Moonlight finds me wandering once more. Where the moon swings low, On The Alamo, In a garden fair where roses grow. In the tender light of the summer night, I can see her wander to and fro. For she said I'll wait by the garden gate, On the night I said I love you so. And in all my dreams it seems I go, Where the moon swings low On The Alamo.