If you ever feel lonesome when you're down in San Antone Beg, steal or borrow two nickels or dime to call me on the phone And I'll meet you at Alamo Mission, where 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 for the 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, moonlightThese lyrics stolen from http://www.cs.cmu.edu/~mleone/dead-lyrics.html and attributed to Jerry Stratton (jerry@teetot.acusd.edu)
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