(Peter Noah)

When I was a child down in South Caroline
Soon as Saturday sun went on down.
My folks and sister would go and leave me home all alone,
Going to that big square dance in town.
Well my old radio would play that old opry show,
So I never got lonesome or blue.
I'd fall asleep in my chair and dream that I was right there,
Just singing the whole night through.
When my folks would come home, they'd be humming a song,
Mama'd smile and say: "Child, don't you know,
"There ain't a thing in this world to make you fall in love girl,
"Like the San Antonio Stroll?"

Well the day finally come when my mama said: "Hun,
"It's 'bout time you came with us as well."
Well, I had me a time, yes, I danced all the night,
'Til they rang that ol' cracked-midnight bell.
Then the lights went down low, the fiddler picked up his bow,
And he played something stately and slow.
And my sister Eileen and her husband-to-be,
They held hands and began to stroll.
I've been away for a while, but it still brings a smile,
When I think of the way that it goes.
Now I'll sing it to you just so we both can do,
That old San Antonio Stroll.

Yes, I'll sing it to you just so we all can do,
That old San Antonio Stroll.