Lyrics Can't Get Enough of Texas - Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys

Can't get enough of Texas, its range I love to ride (uh-huh)
Can't help but love this country, its got me branded and tied (oh)
Can't get enough of Texas, it really is a treat
Folks everywhere say howdy when you're walking down the street

And when that Texas moon gives out and I hear a sweet guitar
I know I wouldn't trade all this for a round trip to the stars (uh-huh)
I found myself a sweetheart way down near San Antone
Can't get enough of Texas, from now on it's my home

Well, alright
Oh, ho-ho

Can't get enough of Texas, its range I love to ride
Can't help but love this country, its got me branded and tied
Can't get enough of Texas, it really is a treat
Folks everywhere say howdy when you're walking down the street

And when that Texas moon gives out and I hear a sweet guitar (oh-ho)
I know I wouldn't trade all this for a round trip to the stars (uh-huh)
I found myself a sweetheart (yes) way down near San Antone (San Antone)
Can't get enough of Texas, from now on it's my home