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.
It was there I found, beside the Alamo
enchantment strange as the blue up above
a moonlit pass that only she would know.
Still hears my broken song of love


Moon in all your splendor
Know only my heart
Call back my rose, Rose of San Antone
Lips so sweet and tender
Like petals fallin' apart
Speak once again of my love, my own
Broken song, empty words I know
That live in my heart all alone
For that moonlit path beside the Alamo
And Rose, my Rose of San Antone.