Well a man, come on

Six o'clock news

Says somebody been shot

Somebody's been abused

Somebody blew up a building

Somebody stole their 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 thing he done

Take all the rope in Texas

Find a tall oak tree

Round up all of them bad boys

And hang 'em high in the street

For all the people to see



And 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 raises 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 them all to their Maker

And he'll set them on down

You can bet, He'll set '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 gunsmoke 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!"

Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses!



You know justice is the one thing

You should always find

You gotta saddle up your boys

You gotta draw a hard line

When the gunsmoke settles

We'll sing a victory tune

And we'll all met back

At the local saloon



We'll raise up our glasses

Against evil forces

Singing, "Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses!"

Singing ,"Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses!'