Bob Wills - San antonio rose singalong

A ^F7song of old San ^F+An - ^Bbtone. Where in dreams I ^Bb7live with a ^Ebmemo^C7ry, Be^F7neath the stars all a^Bblone. It was there I found ^Bb7besi^Ebde the Alam^C7o En^F7chantment strange as the ^Bbblue up above. A moonlit ^Bb7pass ^Ebonly she would ^C7know, Still ^F7hears my broken song of ^Bblove.

^FMoon in all ^Fdimyour ^C7splen^Fdor, know ^C7only ^Abmmy ^C9heart ^CCall back ^Abmmy ^C9Rose, Rose of ^FSan Antone. Lips so ^Fdimsweet ^Fand ^C7ten^Fder, like ^Cpetals falling apart.^C9

^CSpeak once ^Abm a - ^C9gain of my ^Flove, my ^F7own. ^BbBroken ^Bb7song, empty ^Ebwords I ^C7know still ^F7live in my heart all ^F+a - ^Bblone For that ^Bbmoonlit ^Bb7pass by the ^EbAlam^C7o, and ^F7Rose, my Rose of San An^Bbtone.