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.
verse 2
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 them bad boys,
Hang them high in the street.
For all the world to see.
Chorus
Justice is the one thing you should always find.
You got to saddle up your boys.
You got to draw a hard line.
When the gun smoke settles, we?ll sing a victory tune.
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.
verse 3
We got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds.
We got too much corruption, too much 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,
Chorus
Justice is the one thing you should always find.
You got to saddle up your boys.
You got to draw a hard line.
When the gun smoke settles, we?ll sing a victory tune.
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.
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.
OUTRO
Justice is the one thing you should always find.
You got to saddle up your boys.
You got to draw a hard line.
When the gun smoke settles, we?ll sing a victory tune.
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.
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.