Whiskey for my Men
Whiskey for my Men and Beer for my Horses...Play (or Right Click and Save As) Toby Keith
Well a man, come on Six o'clock news Says somebody been shot Somebody's been abused
Somebody blew up a building Somebody stole their 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 thing he done
Take all the rope in Texas Find a tall oak tree Round up all of them bad boys And hang 'em high in the street
For all the people to see
And justice is the one thing You should always find
You gotta saddle up your boys You gotta 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 raises 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 them all to their Maker And he'll set them on down
You can bet, He'll set 'em down
Cause justice is the one thing You should always find
You gotta saddle up your boys You 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
And we'll raise up our glasses Against evil forces Singing,
"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 boys You gotta draw a hard line
When the gunsmoke settles We'll sing a victory tune
And we'll all met back At the local saloon
We'll raise up our glasses Against evil forces Singing,
"Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses!"
Singing ,"Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses!'
Well a man, come on Six o'clock news Says somebody been shot Somebody's been abused
Somebody blew up a building Somebody stole their 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 thing he done
Take all the rope in Texas Find a tall oak tree Round up all of them bad boys And hang 'em high in the street
For all the people to see
And justice is the one thing You should always find
You gotta saddle up your boys You gotta 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 raises 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 them all to their Maker And he'll set them on down
You can bet, He'll set 'em down
Cause justice is the one thing You should always find
You gotta saddle up your boys You 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
And we'll raise up our glasses Against evil forces Singing,
"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 boys You gotta draw a hard line
When the gunsmoke settles We'll sing a victory tune
And we'll all met back At the local saloon
We'll raise up our glasses Against evil forces Singing,
"Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses!"
Singing ,"Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses!'
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