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.
It was there I found beside the Alamo,
Enchantment strange as the blue up above
A moon-lit path that only she would know,
Still hears my broken song of love.
Moon in all your splendor, know only my heart,|
Call back my Rose, Rose of San Antone.
Lips so sweet and tender, like petals falling apart
Speak once again of my love, my own.
Broken song, empty words I know,
Still live in my heart all alone
For that moon-lit path by the Alamo,
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone.
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