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Haven't got a worry haven't got a careHaven't got a thing to call my ownThough I'm out of money I'm a millionaireI still have my home in San AntoneWhen I greet my neighbor with a hi why'allI'm wealthy as a king upon a throneYou can have your mansion or your cottage smallI'll just take my home in San AntoneI'm traveled o'er the country on my merry wayBeen in crowds and felt I was aloneWhen 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 gonna be my very ownAnd we'll buy (Then we'll get) a highchair in a year or soFor our little Home In San Antone From Letras Mania