It could have been any boy 
It could have been any girl 
But I'm glad it was me 
I'm glad it was you 
Met a girl from 
Austin in 
Dallas Met a girl i won't soon forget her 
Sat down to write her a letter i wrote this song instead 
These idle hands they do the devil's work 
These idle hands 
They do a whole lot worse 
I bet you've got a boy back in 
Austin baby 
But I'm not asking