Haven't got a worry, haven't got a care
I haven't got a thing to call my own
Though I'm out of money and I'm a millionaire
I still have my home in San Antone.
When I greet my neighbor with a hi y'all
I'm wealthy as a king upon a throne
But when I feel like braggin' I just up and say
I'm a native son of San Antone.
Well, I travel around the country on my merry way
I've been to crowds and felt I was alone
But when I feel like braggin' I just up and say
I'm a native son of San Antone.
There's a sweet somebody by the Alamo
Someday she's goin' to be my very own
And we'll buy a high chair in a year or so
For our little home in San Antone.
For our little home in San Antone.
For our little home in San Antone.
For our little home in San Antone...
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