Home in San Antone [*]
Bob Wills and His Texas Playboys
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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 all 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 o'er the country, on my merry way Been in crowds and felt I was alone 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 gonna be my very own And we'll buy a highchair in a year or so For our little Home In San Antone
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