Don't ask me why I'm going to Texas
Cause the reason I just don't know
But I've got a little gal down in Houston
And I've got lots of friends in San Antone
Don't ask me why I'm going to Texas
Why in all the world am I here
Cause I do love to hear those Texas fiddles
And dance and sing and drink my lonestar beer
From Austin up to Dallas
Amarillo and El Paso
You can hear Bob Wills, Bill Mack and me
On your radio
Don't ask me why I'm going to Texas
It's just the kind of place where I should be
Yeah there's a lot of room
Beneath that southern moon
Texas you're a good old state by me
From Austin up to Dallas
Amarillo and El Paso
You can hear Bob Wills, Bill Mack and me
On your radio
Don't ask me why I'm going to Texas
It's just the kind of place where I should be
Say there's a lot of room
Beneath that Texas moon
Texas you're a good old state by me
Texas you're a good old state by me