Panhandle Wind Songtext
von Tom Paxton, Anne Hills, Bob Gibson

It′s a panhandle wind
And it leaves only trouble behind

There's a panhandle wind
Out of Texas tonight
With the cold taste of snow on her tongue
They′ll be bringing in firewood
In Texas tonight
For the winter is wild and young

By morning the fences
Will surely be buried
The snow will be drifted and blown
There's a panhandle wind
Out of Texas tonight
And the wise folks are staying to home


It's a low wind and a moaner
Like an old drunk in jail
′Til it seems to go wild with a half crazy wail
It′s a wind without mercy
And it's no friend of mine
It′s a panhandle wind
And it leaves only trouble behind

God knows where it comes from
I couldn't be sure
But there′s one thing that's easy to tell
If it catches you out in the open, my friend
You′ll be certain to come straight to hell

For the fool who goes out
In a panhandle wind
Is a fool with a lesson to learn
For the devil is riding
That wind out of hell
And it comes out so cold it can burn

It's a low wind and a moaner
Like an old drunk in jail
'Til it seems to go wild with a half crazy wail
It′s a wind without mercy
And it′s no friend of mine
It's a panhandle wind
And it leaves only trouble behind


It′s a low wind and a moaner
Like an old drunk in jail
'Til it seems to go wild with a half crazy wail
It′s a wind without mercy
And it's no friend of mine
It′s a panhandle wind
And it leaves only trouble behind

There's a panhandle wind
Out of Texas tonight
And it leaves only trouble behind