Panhandle Pete

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[Verse 1]
[Cm]You'[G]ll a[Cm]lway[G]s f[C]ind him[Cm]
where the cow hands meet.
He always hangs around the county seat.
[G]He only lives to tell a yarn and eat[Cm],
and handle [G]peat.
[Cm]He loves to talk about the West of old.
He knows the history of
the brave and bold.
[C]You [G]haven't heard it
till you've heard it told by
[Cm]Pan [G]handle P[Cm]ete.
[C]He can tell a whopper
without even try[F]ing.
The [Bb]only time he tells the truth
is [Cm]when he admits he's [G]ly ing.
[Cm]His chin is going at an awful pace.
He scares the children when
they see his face.
[G]There's not a numb 'ry
who can take the place of [Cm]Penhan[G]nel Peak[Cm].[G][Cm][C][G]
[Cm][G][Cm][C]
[G][Cm][G][Cm][C][F]
[Bb][Cm][G][Cm]
[G][Cm]
He keeps the city slickers going [G]strong
[Cm]They ask him questions as
he gropes [G]along[Cm]
[G]He knows the answers,
but they're mostly [Cm]wrong
Panhandle Pete
[G]If [Cm]you should mention
Einstein's theory
He knows the formula from A to Z
[G]It sounds like murder in
the first [Cm]degree[G][Cm]
I [C]asked him where he picked
up his [F]vocabulary
He [Bb]said when he was just a kid,
he [Cm]swallowed a dictionary
[G]He's [Cm]got diplomas
from a dozen schools
He's been a victor of a thousand deals
[G]But folks who know him
know he only fools
[Cm]Pan handle
[G][Cm]