Lyrics
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
Sharp as a thorn on a prickly pear
Quicker than lightning on his legacy mare
And at times more elusive than a panhandle bear and funnier than a jackalope
The last out of seven birds of a feather
The last with the family name
So the young lonesome rooster roosted the birdhouse
The loneliest rooster on the range
'cause horses need water and cotton needs rain
Cowboys need love or they'll drive you insane
It sure gets lonesome out here on the plains
And it hurts to cry with dry eyes
But if you ever see him
He'll tell you that he's doing fine
As time goes by, it slithers
And frame starts to wither
But rust can't touch an innocent mind
When you grow like a weed does on the west texas plains
You'll learn to love sunshine
Through tired eyes he dreams of girls from the city
And the smell of myrtle perfume
As he looks to the stars, he sings a few bars to the lonesome man in the moon
How horses need water and cotton needs rain
Cowboys need love or they'll drive you insane
It sure gets lonesome here out on the plains
And it hurts to cry with dry eyes
But if you ever see him
He'll tell you that he's doing fine
Slim's hat landed next to his jaw on the ground
When he saw her walking his away
With eyes like sapphire
She spoke to his soul without ever saying a thing
A single sunflower at golden hour
Looking finer than a Georgia O'keeffe
When you grow like a weed in the west texas plains
You know how to turn a new leaf
Just like horses need water and cotton needs rain
Cowboys need love or they'll drive you insane
It sure gets lonesome here out on the plains
And it hurts to cry with dry eyes
But if you ever see him
He'll tell you that he's doing fine
Now these days when you see him
He'll tell you that he'd doing fine
The crabapple of his mother's eye
He grew like a weed in the west texas rain always reaching for the sky
Sharp as a thorn on a prickly pear
Quicker than lightning on his legacy mare
And at times more elusive than a panhandle bear and funnier than a jackalope
The last out of seven birds of a feather
The last with the family name
So the young lonesome rooster roosted the birdhouse
The loneliest rooster on the range
'cause horses need water and cotton needs rain
Cowboys need love or they'll drive you insane
It sure gets lonesome out here on the plains
And it hurts to cry with dry eyes
But if you ever see him
He'll tell you that he's doing fine
As time goes by, it slithers
And frame starts to wither
But rust can't touch an innocent mind
When you grow like a weed does on the west texas plains
You'll learn to love sunshine
Through tired eyes he dreams of girls from the city
And the smell of myrtle perfume
As he looks to the stars, he sings a few bars to the lonesome man in the moon
How horses need water and cotton needs rain
Cowboys need love or they'll drive you insane
It sure gets lonesome here out on the plains
And it hurts to cry with dry eyes
But if you ever see him
He'll tell you that he's doing fine
Slim's hat landed next to his jaw on the ground
When he saw her walking his away
With eyes like sapphire
She spoke to his soul without ever saying a thing
A single sunflower at golden hour
Looking finer than a Georgia O'keeffe
When you grow like a weed in the west texas plains
You know how to turn a new leaf
Just like horses need water and cotton needs rain
Cowboys need love or they'll drive you insane
It sure gets lonesome here out on the plains
And it hurts to cry with dry eyes
But if you ever see him
He'll tell you that he's doing fine
Now these days when you see him
He'll tell you that he'd doing fine