Chords for Kevin Fowler - Panhandle Poorboy (Audio Only) [HQ]
Tempo:
78.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
C
D
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
I was born in the Dust Bowl, the land of [Em] twisters and tumbleweeds.
You can [C] drive for 40 miles and never [D] see a single tree.
[G] Eighty days with no rain in sight.
Can smell the [Em] feedlot if the wind's just right.
If you wanna [C] know who I am, just look at where [D] I'm from.
I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That old [C] west Texas dust is in my blood, [D] it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
It's [G] a rough and rugged land, but it made [Em] me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
It's always morn or buzz, [Em] either drought or flood.
One [C] day you're choking on dust, the next day [D] you're knee deep in mud.
Barbed [G] wire and windmills reign, around [Em] here they're still the king.
Some [C] things never change, [D] including me.
I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my [D] blood, it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
It's [G] a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
[Em]
[C] [Am] I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my blood, [D] it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
[G] It's a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll [E] always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
Fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my [D] blood, it's where they [Em] lay me when I'm dead.
[G] It's a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a panhandle poor boy.
[G]
I'm just a panhandle poor boy.
[G]
I was born in the Dust Bowl, the land of [Em] twisters and tumbleweeds.
You can [C] drive for 40 miles and never [D] see a single tree.
[G] Eighty days with no rain in sight.
Can smell the [Em] feedlot if the wind's just right.
If you wanna [C] know who I am, just look at where [D] I'm from.
I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That old [C] west Texas dust is in my blood, [D] it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
It's [G] a rough and rugged land, but it made [Em] me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
It's always morn or buzz, [Em] either drought or flood.
One [C] day you're choking on dust, the next day [D] you're knee deep in mud.
Barbed [G] wire and windmills reign, around [Em] here they're still the king.
Some [C] things never change, [D] including me.
I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my [D] blood, it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
It's [G] a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
[Em]
[C] [Am] I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my blood, [D] it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
[G] It's a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll [E] always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
Fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my [D] blood, it's where they [Em] lay me when I'm dead.
[G] It's a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a panhandle poor boy.
[G]
I'm just a panhandle poor boy.
[G]
Key:
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Em
C
D
Am
G
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C
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I was born in the Dust Bowl, the land of [Em] twisters and tumbleweeds.
You can [C] drive for 40 miles and never [D] see a single tree.
[G] Eighty days with no rain in sight.
Can smell the [Em] feedlot if the wind's just right.
If you wanna [C] know who I am, just look at where [D] I'm from.
I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That old [C] west Texas dust is in my blood, [D] it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
It's [G] a rough and rugged land, but it made [Em] me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
It's _ _ _ always morn or buzz, [Em] either drought or flood.
One [C] day you're choking on dust, the next day [D] you're knee deep in mud.
Barbed [G] wire and windmills reign, around [Em] here they're still the king.
Some [C] things never change, [D] including me.
_ I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my [D] blood, it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
It's [G] a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my blood, [D] it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
[G] It's a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll [E] always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
Fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my [D] blood, it's where they [Em] lay me when I'm dead.
[G] It's a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be _ _ just a panhandle poor boy.
[G] _
_ _ I'm just a panhandle poor boy. _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ I was born in the Dust Bowl, the land of [Em] twisters and tumbleweeds.
You can [C] drive for 40 miles and never [D] see a single tree.
[G] Eighty days with no rain in sight.
Can smell the [Em] feedlot if the wind's just right.
If you wanna [C] know who I am, just look at where [D] I'm from.
I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That old [C] west Texas dust is in my blood, [D] it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
It's [G] a rough and rugged land, but it made [Em] me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
It's _ _ _ always morn or buzz, [Em] either drought or flood.
One [C] day you're choking on dust, the next day [D] you're knee deep in mud.
Barbed [G] wire and windmills reign, around [Em] here they're still the king.
Some [C] things never change, [D] including me.
_ I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my [D] blood, it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
It's [G] a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ I'm just a [G] panhandle poor boy, fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my blood, [D] it's where they lay me when I'm dead.
[G] It's a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll [E] always be just a [G] panhandle poor boy.
Fourth [Em] generation born and bred.
That [C] old west Texas dust is in my [D] blood, it's where they [Em] lay me when I'm dead.
[G] It's a rough and rugged land, but it [Em] made me who I am.
No matter [C] where this life takes me, [D] I know I'll always be _ _ just a panhandle poor boy.
[G] _
_ _ I'm just a panhandle poor boy. _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _