Текст песни On the Alamo (1947 Version) - Isham Jones

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 wand'ring 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.