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 bragging 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 bragging 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