Beer For My Horses Chords by Toby Keith, Willie Nelson

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_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ Really man, come on, [Eb] six o [Bb]'clock, ooh, say somebody been shot, [F] somebody's been abused,
somebody blew up a building, [Eb] somebody stole [Bb] a car, somebody got away, [F] somebody didn't
get [Bb] too far, [Gm] yeah, _ they [F] didn't get too [Bb] far.
_ _ _ _ Grandpappy told my pappy [Eb] back in my [Bb] day, son, a man has an answer [F] for the wicked that [Bbm] he does.
Take all the rope in Texas, [Eb] find a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys, [F] hang
them high [Bb] in the street [Gm] _ for [F] all the people [Bb] to see. _ _ _
[F] That justice is the one [Eb] thing you should always find, you gotta saddle up your boys, you [F] gotta
draw a [Bb] hard line.
[F] When the gun smoke settles, we'll [Eb] sing a victory [Bb] tune and we'll all be back [F] at the local [Bb] school.
We'll raise up our glasses [Eb] against [Bb] evil forces, [Ab] singin' whiskey [Eb] for my men, beer for my horses.
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_ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ They [Bb] got too many gangsters [Eb] doin' [Bb] dirty things, too much corruption [F] and crime in [Bb] the streets.
It's time the long arm of the law [Eb] put a few more [Bb] in the ground.
I'm all to their maker [F] and he'll [Bb] settle them down.
[Gm] _ _ You can [F] bet he'll [Bb] settle them _ down.
_ _ [F] That justice is the one [Eb] thing you should [Bb] always find, you [Eb] gotta saddle [Bb] up your boys, you [F] gotta
draw a [Bb] hard line.
[F] When the gun smoke settles, we'll [Eb] sing a [Bb] victory tune and we'll all be back [F] at the local [Bb] school.
We'll raise up our glasses [Eb] against [Bb] evil forces, [Ab] singin' whiskey for [Eb] my men, beer for [Bb] my horses. _ _
[Ab] Whiskey for [Eb] my men, beer for my horses.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ You [F] know justice is the one thing [Eb] you should [Bb] always find, you [Eb] gotta saddle [Bb] up your boys,
you [F] gotta draw a [Bb] hard line.
[F] When the gun smoke settles, we'll [Eb] sing a [Bb] victory tune and we'll all be back at the local school.
We'll raise up our glasses [Eb] against [Bb] evil forces, [Ab] singin' [Eb] whiskey for my men, beer for [Bb] my horses.
_ [Ab] Singin' whiskey for [Eb] my men, beer [Bb] for my horses. _
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