Lyrics

Sunday in San Antonio

When just a young boy
I spent my summers with my Grandma down in Texas
She did a lot of talking to herself
That's what I always thought
Then one day she told me
What Grandpa said before he passed away
He said, the angels and I worked out a deal
And I'll be home every Sunday
He said

Sunday in San Antonio
I'll go anywhere you want to go
Window shopping or a picture show
I'll just leave it up to you
Like an old ghost from the Alamo
I'll be there but no one else will know
Unless they see you waving as I go
Sunday in San Antonio

As the years went slowly by
I counted down the days until the summertime
I couldn't wait for Sunday to come around
And we'd head into town
Although I never saw him
I saw my Grandma smile and wink every now and then
As we started leaving she'd be waving
And I'd hear Grandpa's words again


Many years later Grandma called me by her side
She said, it's ok, wipe those tears from your eyes
Grandpa's here to take me home
He's waiting over there
Then she whispered in my ear

Sunday in San Antonio
We'll go anywhere you want to go
The river walk or a rodeo
We'll just leave it up to you
Like two old ghost from the Alamo
We'll be there but no one else will know
Unless they see you waving as we go
Sunday in San Antonio

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