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