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 him wander to and fro
For he 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

For he said, I'll wait 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
The moon, it swings low-low-low

The moon swings low on the Alamo