Don't Ask Me Why (I'm Going to Texas)

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 to El Paso You can here 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 placed where I should be Yeah there's a lot of room Beneath that southern moon Texas you're a good ol' state by me From Austin up to Dallas, Amarillo to El Paso You can here 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 placed where I should be Say there's a lot of room Beneath that Texas moon Texas you're a good ol' state by me Texas you're a good ol' state by me