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 fallinapart,

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!



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 AntoneAnd rose my rose of San AntoneAnd rose my rose

of San Antone!