Whiskey For My Men

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Well a man come on the 6 o'clock 
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news
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Said somebody's been shot, 
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somebody's been abused.
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Somebody blew up a building, 
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somebody stole a car.
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Somebody got away, somebody didn't
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 get too far.
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Yeah, they didn't get too far.
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Grandpappy told my pappy, "Back in 
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my day, son,
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A man had to answer for the wicked
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 that he done.
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Take all the rope in Texas find a 
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tall oak tree,
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Round up all them bad boys, hang 
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'em high in the street
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    For all the people to see that


Chorus
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Justice is the one thing you should
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 always find.
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You gotta saddle up your boys, you
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 gotta draw a hard line.
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When the gunsmoke settles we'll 
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sing a victory tune
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       D        A            E   
We'll all meet back at the local 
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saloon.
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We'll raise up our glasses against
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 evil forces singin,
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"Whiskey for my men, Beer for my 
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horses."


Verse
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We got too many gangsters doin 
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dirty deeds.
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We've got too much corruption too 
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much crime in the streets
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It's time the long arm of the law 
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put a few more in the
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ground
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Send 'em all to their maker and 
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he'll settle 'em down
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You can bet he'll settle 'em down 
cause


Chorus
  E                                
Justice is the one thing you should
    D     A
 always find.
            D             A       
You gotta saddle up your boys, you
        E           A
 gotta draw a hard line.
            E                      
When the gunsmoke settles we'll 
     D       A
sing a victory tune
       D        A            E   
We'll all meet back at the local 
   A
saloon.
        A                     D   
We'll raise up our glasses against
        A
 evil forces singin,
    G            D             
"Whiskey for my men, Beer for my 
    A
horses."
   G             D            
Whiskey for my men, beer for my 
     A
horses.


Chorus
  E                                
Justice is the one thing you should
    D     A
 always find.
            D             A       
You gotta saddle up your boys, you
        E           A
 gotta draw a hard line.
            E                      
When the gunsmoke settles we'll 
     D       A
sing a victory tune
       D        A            E   
We'll all meet back at the local 
   A
saloon.
        A                     D   
We'll raise up our glasses against
        A
 evil forces singin,
    G            D             
"Whiskey for my men, Beer for my 
    A
horses."
   G             D            
Whiskey for my men, beer for my 
     A
horses.