Willie, man, come on, six o'clock news say
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'd 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 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 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 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
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 gun smoke 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"
Singing, "Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses"
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
