: Nu flyver Anton Helt af sig selv Hvad tror du Anton? Bliver dra?mmene til virkelighed? Han flyver gennem himlen Og himlen ha¦nger Som en krave
: Nu flyver Anton Helt af sig selv Hvad tror du Anton? Bliver drommene til virkelighed? Han flyver gennem himlen Og himlen h?nger Som en krave Om
: Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Anton Ich bin so schon Ich bin so doll Ich bin der Anton aus Tirol
, dig that crazy sound Yeah take a chance, Zydeco and romance Yeah everybody here, got rhythm in their bones It's another Friday night down at old Antone
San Antone I traveled over the country on my merry way Been in crowds and felt I was alone When I feel like braggin', I'll just step and say I'm a native son of San Antone
high I'm so lonesome I could die You could make a grown man cry if you wanted to Say goodbye to Houston for me give my best to San Antone Tell Dallas
Oh Anton, you're such a dick head, Do you really think you're the lord of darkness ? But your theories, we spit on that Squeeze Anton, the fake satanist
year or so for our little home in San Antone For our little home in San Antone For our little home in San Antone For our little home in San Antone
some pity What's around the bend, I'll never know If I'm not on that train to San Antone Gonna take the last train to San Antone
know how it goes But if tonight, I could be my tall dark stranger (You can be my stranger) I'll be your San Antone rose I'll be your San Antone rose
I'm alone There's nothing more that comes so slow As dawn in San Antone There's nothing more that comes so slow As dawn in San Antone...
people writin' letters back home Tomorrow she'll probably want me back but I'll still be just as gone Is anybody going to San Antone... Is anybody going to San Antone
a table in a roadside park A man could wake up dead But it sure seems warmer than it did Sleeping in our king sized bed Is anybody going to San Antone
