Verse 1
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Don't ask me why I'm going to Texas
                 G                          D
'Cause the reasons I just don't know
G                                           C
But I've got a little gal down in Houston
G                          D                        G
And I've got lots of friends in San Antone
 
Verse 2
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 beerstyle='font-size:1px;color:#ffffff;'>
 
Chorus
A                         D
From Austin up to Dallas
A                       D
Amarillo to El Paso
A                                                      D
You can hear Bob Wills yell on your radio
 
Verse 3
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 ol' state by me
 
Chorus
Verse 3
 
G                    D                     G
Texas your a good ol' state by me