Lyrics Midnight Moonlight - Peter Rowan

Midnight Moonlight

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