Words To: Toby Keith Beer For My Horses
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Toby Keith » Beer For My Horses
[Toby Keith] Well, a man come on, the 6 o'clock 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. [Willie Nelson] 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 them high in the street, For all the people to see," [Toby] That justice is the one thing you should always find. You got to saddle up your boys, You got to draw a hard line. [Willie] When the gunsmoke settles, we'll sing a victory tune. We'll all meet back at the local saloon. [Both] We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces, Singing: 'Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.'" [Toby] We got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds, [Willie] We've got too much corruption, too much crime in the streets. [Toby] It's time the long arm of the law, put a few more in the ground. [Willie] Send 'em all to their maker, and he'll settle 'em down: [Toby] You can bet he'll settle 'em down. [Toby] Cause justice is the one thing you should always find. You got to saddle up your boys, You got to draw a hard line. [Willie] When the gunsmoke settles, we'll sing a victory tune. We'll all meet back at the local saloon. [Both] 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. [Toby] You know justice is the one thing you should always find. You got to saddle up your boys, You got to draw a hard line. [Willie] When the gunsmoke settles, we'll sing a victory tune. We'll all meet back at the local saloon, [Both] 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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