Lyrics:
in sight
You can smell the feed lot if the wind s just right
If you wanna know who I am
Just look where I'm from
I'm just a panhandle poorboy
was ready to do
To do (To do)
For you (For you)
With you (You!)
You're just trash (Hey!)
South of the Panhandle
Racing cars
You think you're such
everyone who's ever known her
And if you've ever heard her talkin' there's no way to forget her
She got that Panhandle Texas drawl
She'll bend your ear,
boy. It's all me
People freakin out about another hurricane
Born and raised Panhandle, man. It's all the same
Y'all are lame, fallin' prey to the holiday
and
It didn't take us long to find the white panhandle sands
On the beach
Unavailable by phone
On the beach
You can call but we're not home
No messages
panhandle candle that's always glowing
There's a trillion lights in the sky out where we are
Oh and they shine
But they don't outshine
My Lone Star
There's
what an outstretched hand can do
It's all for the takin
Big bucks I'll be makin
It's all for the takin' at Panhandle Park
Now the tourist season's
"(I'ma just do it)"
Country boy from the panhandle
Country boy from the panhandle
No golf lesson, just God's blessin'
Nothin' he can't handle
the panhandle
Country boy from the panhandle
No golf lesson, just God's blessing
Nuthin' He can't handle
Left-handed, funny swing
Driver's pink, ain't nothing
then
Well im retarded now
Cali born
Fort Walton Beach Panhandle child
Bout to put some perms in
I lost my pullouts
How you have two kids?
You ain't pull
how I step
I'm a Panhandle jit
850 shit
Out in Cali but Fort Walton still on my back
Ain't burn on the pine
Since I fucking touched the wax
And I
ain't a situation we can't handle
I'm gripping on the heat like my hand on a panhandle
I grind everyday too much pride to panhandle I did that
You better
a hustle (Hustle, Hustle)
Everyday struggle
Everday's a hustle
Shake it fast, panhandle
Ramshackle by shambles
I ramble righteous
I ramble righteous threw
Stabby Joe
Joseph McMichael was born in Idaho
Up on the panhandle Bonners Ferry Road
Spent his summers swimming in Lake Pend Oreille
Learned
speed
Bet he's out there chasing the panhandle wind
Same ole small town drifter, cuz that's all he's ever been
Lookin' for another heart, to tear apart
Panhandle slim was the pride of the plains
The crabapple of his mother's eye
He grew like a weed in the West Texas rain
Always reaching for the sky
record now
Before y'all crucify
Can I testify
Before you criticize
Can you analyze
You're begging for the truth
But panhandle lies
If fitting in meant
or
Should I say, a warm dark place to hide-a-way.
Always a steady stream of generous panhandle
Hand-outs.
Hurry cross the street. we'll grab a bite
doesn't it?
Have you ever been up to the panhandle?
The sky's bigger than God
It's like being dead center of a giant saw blade
I hitchhiked all over
the bando
Versace on my sandal
Ya girl pull a scandal
I can't panhandle
That's why I'm trappin in the motherfuckin bando
I been in that bando
Man this shit
Where you say you get your great long bill?
""I got it from Texas, out in the western hills
Way out in the Panhandle, out in the western hills""
the panhandle and then we headed towards Amarillo
We pulled up where Henry Porter used to live
He owned a wreckin' lot outside of town about a mile
Ruby was in
You can turn around and walk back to me
He called her up to say he missed her a lot
Texas panhandle was as far as he got
He'd run out of money
the panhandle
Cussin' this well
Wishing like the devil
Praying like hell
At the end of this string is a pot of black gold
Sittin' in the bottom of another
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