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Home In San Antone George Strait

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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