know how it goes But if tonight, I could be my tall dark stranger (You can be my stranger) I'll be your San Antone rose I'll be your San Antone rose
I'm alone There's nothing more that comes so slow As dawn in San Antone There's nothing more that comes so slow As dawn in San Antone...
people writin' letters back home Tomorrow she'll probably want me back but I'll still be just as gone Is anybody going to San Antone... Is anybody going to San Antone
Deep within my heart lies a melody a song of old San Antone Where in dreams I lived with a memory beneath the stars all alone It was there I found beside
a table in a roadside park A man could wake up dead But it sure seems warmer than it did Sleeping in our king sized bed Is anybody going to San Antone
heart all alone. For that moonlit pass by the Alamo. And rose, my rose of San Antone. And rose, my rose of San Antone. And rose, my rose of San Antone
the moonlit pass by the Alamo And Rose, my Rose of San Antone [Incomprehensible] Moon in all your splendor Hear only my heart Call back my Rose, Rose of San Antone
before I don't want to hear a sad story We both already know how it goes So if you'll be my tall dark stranger I'll be your San Antone Rose I wish
DEEP WITIN 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
Motel alone, their corporate places Ringing in my ear but now the phone In San Anton, the state of Texas Hearing you my dear room all alone Put me in
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 Antone
Antone There's a sweet somebody by the Alamo Someday she's going to be my very own And we'll buy a high chair in a year or so For our little home in San Antone
HOME IN SAN ANTONE (Floyd Jenkins aka Fred Rose) « © '59 West Par Music » Haven't got a worry haven't got a care Haven't got a thing to
SAN ANTONIO ROSE (Bob Wills) « © '40 Hill and Range Songs » Deep within my heart lies a melody a song of old San Antone Where in dreams
SAN ANTONIO ROSE WRITER BOB WILLS Deep within my heart lies a melody, A song of old San An - tone. Where in dreams I live with a memory, Beneath the
that I'm alone There's nothing more that comes so slow as dawn in San Antone There's nothing more that comes so slow as dawn in San Antone
old San Antone We went for a walk in the garden and as we were talking alone He told why he came to the mission to the mission in old San Antone Then