paroles de chanson Home In San Antone - Bob Wills
Haven't
got
a
worry,
haven't
got
a
care
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
neighbors
with
a
hi
yaall
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
Travelled
o'er
the
country,
on
my
merry
way
Been
in
crowds
and
felt
I
was
alone
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
gonna
be
my
very
own
And
we'll
buy
a
highchair
in
a
year
or
so
For
our
little
Home
In
San
Antone
1 Texas Playboy Rag
2 New Spanish Two-Step
3 Osage Stomp
4 Corrina, Corrina
5 New San Antonio Rose
6 Roly Poly
7 Home In San Antone
8 Big Beaver
9 I'm Feeling Bad
10 Time Changes Everything
11 Take Me Back To Tulsa
12 Right Or Wrong
13 Bob Wills Special
14 Lone Star Rag
15 Sugar Blues
16 That's What I Like About the South
17 Goodbye Liza Jane
18 Steel Guitar Rag
19 Stay A Little Longer
20 Fan It
21 We Might As Well Forget It
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