Текст (слова) песни: George Strait - Home In San Antone
(Floyd Jenkins)
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 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 You can have your mansion or your cottage small I`ll just take my home in San Antone
Traveling 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 going to be my very own And we`ll buy a high chair in a year or so For our little home in San Antone
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