Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys - Home in San Antone - Remastered paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Home in San Antone - Remastered - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys



Come in Danny, come in
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 (tell me)
I still have my home in San Antone (good ol′ San Antone)
When I greet my neighbor with a "How d'you 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, yeah
Traveled o′er the country on my merry way (yeah)
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 (way down in Texas, huh?)
There′s a sweet somebody by the Alamo (tell me)
Someday she's gonna be my very own (your own? Oww)
And we'll buy a highchair (two highchairs) in a year or so (yeah)
For our little home in San Antone



Writer(s): Fred Rose


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