Home In San Antone

I was born in Texas 'neath a sky of blue

That's where my ancestors lived and died

Maine or California may look good to you

But Texas always keeps me satisfied

Haven't got a worry, haven't got a care

Haven't got a thing to call my own

Tho' I'm out of money I'm a millionaire

I still have my home in San Antone

When I greet my neighbor with a howdy all

I'm wealthy as a king upon a throne

You can have your mansion or a cottage small

I'll just take my home in San Antone

Traveled o'er the country on my merry way

Been in crowds and felt I was alone

When I feel like bragging I just up and say

I'm a native son of San Antone

There's a sweet somebody by the Alamo

Someday she's gonna be my very own

Then we'll get a highchair in a year or so

For our little home in San Antone