Beer For My Horses **LYRICS** Chords

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You see somebody been shot, [F] [Bb] somebody's been abused, somebody blew up a building, [Eb] somebody
[Bb] stole a car, somebody got away, [F] somebody [Bb] didn't get too far.
[Gm] Yeah, _ they [F] didn't [Bb] get too far.
_ _ _ _ Grandpappy told my pappy [Eb] back in [Bb] my day, son, a man had the answer [F] for the wicked that he [Bbm] [Bb] does.
Take all the rope in Texas, [Eb] find a [Bb] tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boys, [F] hang
them [Bb] high in the street.
[Gm] Yeah, _ for [F] all the [Bb] people to see. _ _ _ _
[F] Now, Chuck, there's one thing [Eb] you should [Bb] always find, you [Eb] gotta [Bb] saddle up your boys, you [F] gotta
[Bb] draw a hard line.
[F] When the gun smoke settles, we'll [Eb] sing a [Bb] victory tune and we'll all meet back [F] at the [Bb] local saloon.
We'll raise up our glasses [Eb] [Bb] against evil forces [Ab] singing, whiskey [Eb] for my men, beer for my horses.
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We [Bb] got too many gangsters doing [Eb] [Bb] dirty things, too much corruption [F] and [Bb] crime in the streets.
Time's a long arm of the law, [Eb] put a [Bb] few more in the ground.
I'm all in the paper [F] and he'll [Bb] settle them down.
[Dm] _ [Gm] _ _ You can [F] bet [Bb] he'll settle them down.
_ _ [F] Now, Chuck, there's one thing [Eb] you should [Bb] always find, you [Eb] gotta [Bb] saddle up your boys, you [F] gotta
[Bb] draw a hard line.
[F] When the gun smoke settles, we'll [Eb] sing a [Bb] victory tune and we'll all meet back [F] at the [Bb] local saloon.
We'll raise up our glasses [Eb] against [Bb] evil forces [Ab] singing, whiskey [Eb] for my _ men, beer for [Bb] my horses. _
_ [Ab] Whiskey for my [Eb] men, [Bb] beer for my horses.
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You [F] know, justice is the one thing you [Eb] should [Bb] always find, you [Eb] gotta [Bb] saddle up your boys,
you [F] gotta [Bb] draw a hard line.
[F] When the gun smoke settles, we'll [Eb] sing a [Bb] victory tune and we'll all meet back at the local saloon.
We'll raise up our glasses [Eb] against [Bb] evil forces [Ab] singing, [Eb] whiskey for my men, beer [Bb] for my horses.
_ [Ab] Singing whiskey for [Eb] my men, beer for [Bb] my horses. _
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