Beer for our Forces.

 

Willie man, come on, six 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

 

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

 

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 settle '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."

 

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 FORCES. "