George Strait — Home in San Antone

[Verse 1] 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 neighbour with a hi you 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 [Verse 2] Traveling around the country On my merry way I've been to crowds and felt I was alone But when I feel like bragging I just up and say I'm a native son of San Antone [Verse 3] 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