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Beer for my horses

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Well a man come on the 6 o'clock news
                  A                                                                 E                              A  
Said somebody's been shot, somebody's been abused.
                             A                                                                         D              A  
Somebody blew up a building, somebody stole a car.
                  A                                                      E                                    A  
Somebody got away, somebody didn't get too far.
          F#m                              E                 A  
Yeah, they didn't get too far.
                A                                                                         D                    A  
Grandpappy told my pappy, "Back in my day, son,
        A                                                                    E                                    A  
A man had to answer for the wicked that he done.
                A                                                                         D                    A  
Take all the rope in Texas find a tall oak tree,
                          A                                                                      E                              A  
Round up all them bad boys, hang 'em high in the street
F#m                                         E                 A  
          For all the people to see that
Chorus
     E                                                                                              D            A  
Justice is the one thing you should always find.
                                D                                 A                                      E                            A  
You gotta saddle up your boys, you gotta draw a hard line.
                                E                                                                      D                 A  
When the gunsmoke settles we'll sing a victory tune
                  D                    A                              E              A  
We'll all meet back at the local saloon.
                     A                                                      D                            A  
We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces singin,
          G                              D                                            A  
"Whiskey for my men, Beer for my horses."
Verse
                     A                                                      D                    A  
We got too many gangsters doin dirty deeds.
                             A                                                                            E                                 A  
We've got too much corruption too much crime in the streets
                                          A                                                              D  
It's time the long arm of the law put a few more in the
  A  
ground
                          A                                                                              E                    A  
Send 'em all to their maker and he'll settle 'em down
F#m                                              E                      A  
You can bet he'll settle 'em down cause
Chorus
     E                                                                                              D            A  
Justice is the one thing you should always find.
                                D                                 A                                      E                            A  
You gotta saddle up your boys, you gotta draw a hard line.
                                E                                                                      D                 A  
When the gunsmoke settles we'll sing a victory tune
                  D                    A                              E              A  
We'll all meet back at the local saloon.
                     A                                                      D                            A  
We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces singin,
          G                              D                                            A  
"Whiskey for my men, Beer for my horses."
        G                                 D                                            A  
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.
Chorus
     E                                                                                              D            A  
Justice is the one thing you should always find.
                                D                                 A                                      E                            A  
You gotta saddle up your boys, you gotta draw a hard line.
                                E                                                                      D                 A  
When the gunsmoke settles we'll sing a victory tune
                  D                    A                              E              A  
We'll all meet back at the local saloon.
                     A                                                      D                            A  
We'll raise up our glasses against evil forces singin,
          G                              D                                            A  
"Whiskey for my men, Beer for my horses."
        G                                 D                                            A  
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.