(Floyd Jenkins)

Haven't gotta worry haven't gotta 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 neighbor with a hi you all
I'm wealthy as a king upon a throne
Yes you can have your mansions or your cottages small
But I'll just take my home in San Antone.

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Traveled o'er the country on my merry way
Been in crowds and felt I was alone
But when I feel like bragging I just up and say
I'm a native son of San Antone.

'Cause there's a sweet somebody by the Alamo
Someday she's gonna be my very own
Then 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...