Текст песни Home in San Antone - Willie Nelson feat. Lukas Nelson
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
neighbor
with
a
hi
you
all
I′m
wealthy
as
a
king
upon
a
throne
And
when
I
feel
like
braggin′
I
just
up
and
say
I'm
a
native
son
of
San
Antone.
Well,
I
travel
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.
And
there's
a
sweet
somebody
by
the
Alamo
Someday
she′s
gonna
be
my
very
own
We'll
buy
a
high
chair
in
a
year
or
so
For
our
little
home
in
San
Antone.
Well
I
haven't
got
a
worry,
haven′t
got
a
care
Haven′t
got
a
thing
to
call
my
own
And
though
I'm
out
of
money,
I′m
a
millionaire
I
still
have
my
home
in
San
Antone.
And
there's
a
sweet
somebody
by
the
Alamo
Someday
she′s
gonna
be
my
very
own
And
then
I'll
buy
a
high
chair
in
a
year
or
so
For
our
little
home
in
San
Antone.
I′m
a
native
son
of
San
Antone.
For
our
little
home
in
San
Antone.
1 The Sound of Your Memory
2 Just Breathe
3 That's All There Is To This Song
4 The Scientist
5 A Horse Called Music
6 Roll Me Up
7 No Place to Fly
8 My Window Faces the South
9 A Horse Called Music
10 Every Time He Drinks He Thinks of Her
11 Home in San Antone
12 Come on Back Jesus
13 Come on Back Jesus
14 No Place to Fly
15 Every Time He Drinks He Thinks of Her
16 The Sound of Your Memory
17 Just Breathe
18 Home in San Antone
19 Come on Back Jesus
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