Toots Thielemans - On the Alamo lyrics

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, "I'll 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. Oh, she said she's gonna wait Down by the garden gate, On the night I said, "I love you so!", And in all my dreams it seems that I'll go Where the moon swings low On the Alamo.