
متن موزیک
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
And when I greet my neighbor with a "Hi y'all"
I'm welcomed as a king upon a throne
And when I feel like braggin', I just up and say
I'm a native son of San Antone
Somebody
Well, I travel 'round the country all 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
And there's a sweet somebody by the Alamo
Someday she's gonna be my very own
We'll buy a high chair in a year or so
For our little home in San Antone
Well, I haven't got a worry, haven't got a care
Haven't got a thing to call my own
And though I'm out of money, I'm a millionaire
I still have my home in San Antone
And there's a sweet somebody by the Alamo
Someday she's gonna be my very own
And then I'll build a high chair in a year or so
For our little home in San Antone
I'm a native son of San Antone
For our little home in San Antone
Well, that's a great track

































