Текст песни George Strait - Home In San Antone
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(Floyd Jenkins)Haven`t got a worryHaven`t got a careI haven`t got a thing to call my ownThough I`m out of moneyI`m a millionaireI still have my home in San AntoneWhen I greet my neighbor with a "hi y`all"I`m wealthy as a king upon a throneYou can have your mansion or your cottage smallI`ll just take my home in San AntoneTraveling around the countryOn my merry wayI`ve been to crowds and felt I was aloneBut when I feel like braggin`I just up and sayI`m a native son of San AntoneThere`s a sweet somebody by the AlamoSomeday she`s going to be my very ownAnd we`ll buy a high chair in a year or soFor our little home in San Antone