| D | D7 | G | |
| Haven't got a wor- | ry, | haven't got a care |
| D | A | |
| Haven't got a thing to call my | own |
| D | D7 | G | |
| Though I'm out of mon- | ey, | I'm a millionaire |
| D | A | D | D7 | |
| I still have my | home in San An- | tone. ... |
| G | Gm | G | |
| When I greet my neighbors with a | hi ya- | all |
| D | A | |
| I'm wealthy as a king upon a | throne |
| D | D7 | G | |
| You can have your man- | sion, | or your cottage small |
| D | A | D | |
| I'll just take my | home in San An- | tone. |
| 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. |
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