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 Antonio.When I greet my neighbor, whether how you are, 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 Antonio.Traveled all 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 Antonio.There's a sweet somebody by the Alamo, someday she's gonna be my very own.Then we'll get a high chair in a year or so, for our little home in San Antonio.
