On the Alamo

On the Alamo - Glenn Miller & 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 him wander to and fro

For he said

He'll wait

By a 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