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 Well when I greet my neighbor with a hi you all I'm wealthy as a king upon a throne Yes you can have your mansion or a cottage small And I'll just take my home in San Antone Aw Johnny Gimble [ fiddle ] And Weldon Myrick yeah [ steel ] Johnny Gimble on the mandolin [ mandolin ] I've traveled o'er the country on my merry way Been in crowds I felt I was alone When I feel like bragging I just up and say I'm a native son of San Antone Well there's a sweet somebody out 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 Antone For our little home in San Antone All right