Whiskey For My Men Beer For My Horses by Toby Keith
Key: EE | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    



Verse 1
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Well a man come on the 6 o’clock news,
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Said somebody’s been shot, 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.
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Somebody didn’t get too far…yeah
C          D         G
They didn’t get too far.
Verse 2
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Grandpappy told my pappy, back in my day, son;
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A man had to answer for the wicked that he done.
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Take all the rope in Texas,
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Find a tall oak tree, round up all them bad boys,
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Hang them high in the street.
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For all the world to see.
Chorus
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Justice is the one thing you should always find.
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You got to saddle up your boys.
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You got to draw a hard line.
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When the gun smoke settles, we’ll sing a victory tune.
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We’ll all meet back at the local saloon.
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We’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces.
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Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.
Verse 3
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We got too many gangsters doing dirty deeds.
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We got too much corruption, too much crime in the streets.
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It’s time the long arm of the law put a few more in the ground.
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Send em’ all to their maker and he’ll settle em’ down.
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You can bet, he’ll set em’ down- Cause,
Chorus
D                        C                 G
Justice is the one thing you should always find.
C                         G
You got to saddle up your boys.
D                       G
You got to draw a hard line.
D                         C                       G
When the gun smoke settles, we’ll sing a victory tune.
C             G       D             G
We’ll all meet back at the local saloon.
G                       C                  G
We’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces.
G                      F     C             G
Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.
F                   C               G
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.
Outro
D                       C                   G
Justice is the one thing you should always find.
C                         G
You got to saddle up your boys.
D                       G
You got to draw a hard line.
D                          C                      G
When the gun smoke settles, we’ll sing a victory tune.
C               G    D             G
We’ll all meet back at the local saloon.
G                       C                   G
We’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces.
G                      F     C             G
Singing whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.
F                   C               G
Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses.