Текст песни Home In San Antone

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. Well when I greet my neighbor with a hi you all I'm wealthy as a king upon a throne Yes you can have your mansion or a cottage small And I'll just take my home in San Antone. Aw Johnny Gimble And Weldon Myrick yeah Johnny Gimble on the mandolin I've traveled o'er the country on my merry way Been in crowds I felt I was alone When I feel like bragging I just up and say I'm a native son of San Antone. Well there's a sweet somebody out by the Alamo Someday she's gonna be my very own Then we'll get a high chair in a year or so For our little home in San Antone. For our little home in San Antone All right.