On the Alamo Lyrics
On the Alamo - Benny Goodman And His Orchestra
Where the moon swings low
On the Alamo
In a garden fair where roses grow
In the tender light
Of a summer night
I can see her wander to and fro
For she said she wait
By the garden gate
On the night I said I love you so
And in all my dreams it seems I'll go
Where the moon swings low
On the Alamo