Chords for Toby Keith - Beer for my Horses - Lyrics

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Really man, come [Eb] on, [Bb] six o'clock news, say 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 [Gm] far, yeah, _ they [F] didn't [Bb] get too far.
_ _ _ _ Grandpappy told my pappy [Eb] back in [Bb] my day, son, a man had to answer for [F] all 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] _ _
for [F] all the [Bb] people to see. _ _ _ _
[F] That justice is the one thing [Eb] you should [Bb] always find, you [Eb] gotta [Bb] saddle up your boys, you [F] gotta
draw [Bb] a 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 [Bb] local saloon.
We'll raise up our glasses [Eb] [Bb] against evil forces, [Ab] singin' whiskey for [Eb] my men, beer for my horses.
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We [Bb] got too many gangsters to [Eb] [Bb] dirty things, too much corruption and [F] [Bb] crime in the streets.
It's time the long arm of the law [Eb] put a [Bb] few more in the ground.
I'm all to their maker [F] and he'll [Bb] settle down.
[Dm] _ [Gm] _ You can [F] bet [Bb] he'll settle down.
_ _ _ [F] That justice is the one [Eb] thing you should [Bb] always find, you [Eb] gotta [Bb] saddle up your boys, you gotta
[F] draw [Bb] a 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 [Bb] local saloon.
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 [Bb] 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 draw [Bb] a hard line.
When [F] the gun smoke settles, we'll [Eb] sing a [Bb] victory tune, and we'll all be back at the local saloon.
We'll raise up our glasses [Eb] against [Bb] evil forces, [Ab] _ [Eb] singin' whiskey for my _ men, beer [Bb] for my horses.
_ _ [Ab] Singin' whiskey for [Eb] my men, beer [Bb] for my horses. _
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