- Beer for My Horses

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November 12, 2015

Lyrics

Well a man come on the 6'oclock news
Said somebody's been shot

Somebody's been abused

Somebody blew up a building
Somebody stole a car
Somebody got away
Somebody didn't get too far, yeah
They didn't get too far.

Grandpappy told my pappy,
"Back in my day, son,
A man had to answer for the wicked that he done;
Take all the rope in Texas,
Find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys,

Hang 'em high in the street,
for all the people to see.
That justice is the one thing you should always find,
You got to saddle up your boys,
You got to draw a hard line,
When the gun smoke settles we'll sing a victory tune,
And we'll all meet back at the local saloon.

We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces,
Singing: Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses."
We got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds,
Too much corruption and crime in the streets.
It's time the long arm of the law put a few more in the ground,

Send 'em all to their maker and he'll settle 'em down.
You can bet he'll set 'em down.
'Cause justice is the one thing you should always find,
You got to saddle up your boys,
You got to draw a hard line.
When the gunsmoke settles we'll sing a victory tune,
And we'll all meet back at the local saloon.

We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces, singin':
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.
You know, justice is the one thing you should always find,
You gotta saddle up your horse,
You've gotta draw a hard line.
When the gunsmoke settles,
We'll sing a victory tune,
And we'll all meet back at the local saloon.
We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces, singin':
Whiskey for my men,
Beer for my horses.
Singin', whiskey for my men,
Beer for my horses.

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