Home in San Antone

Haven’t got a worry haven’t got a care

Haven’t got a thing to call my own

Though I’m out of money I’m a millionaire

I still have my home in San Antone

When I greet my neighbors with a hi ya’ll

I’m wealthy as a king upon a throne

You can have your mansion or your cottage small

I’ll just take my home in San Antone

Traveled over the country on my merry way

Been in crowds and felt I was alone

When I feel like bragging I just up and say

I’m a native son of San Antone

There’s a sweet somebody by the Alamo

Someday she’s gonna be my very own

And we’ll buy a highchair in a year or so

For our little Home In San Antone