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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeHome In San Antone
Haven't got a worryHaven't got a careI haven't got a thing to call my ownThough I'm out of moneyI'm a millionaireI still have my home in San AntoneWhen I greet my neighbor with a "hi y'all"I'm wealthy as a king upon a throneYou can have your mansion or your cottage smallI'll just take my home in San AntoneTraveling around the countryOn my merry wayI've been to crowds and felt I was aloneBut when I feel like braggin'I just up and sayI'm a native son of San AntoneThere's a sweet somebody by the AlamoSomeday she's going to be my very ownAnd we'll buy a high chair in a year or soFor our little home in San Antone
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