Luyện nghe bài hát Whiskey For My Men, Beer For My Horses

Well a man, on
Six o'clock
somebody been shot
Somebody's abused
Somebody up a building
Somebody stole car
got away
Somebody get too far, yeah
didn't get too far

Grandpappy my pappy
in my day, son
A man had to
For the wicked he done
Take all the rope in
a tall oak tree
Round up all of them bad
And 'em high in the street
For all the to see

And is the one thing
You should find
You gotta up your boys
You gotta draw a hard
When the gun smoke
We'll sing a tune
And we'll all back
At the local

We'll up our glasses
Against forces
Singing, "Whiskey for my men, for my horses!"

We got too many
Doing deeds
Too much
And crime in the
It's time the arm of the law
Put a few more in the
them all to their Maker
And set them on down
You can bet, set 'em down

Cause is the one thing
You should always
You gotta saddle up boys
You draw a hard line
When the settles
We'll sing a tune
And we'll all back
At the local

And we'll up our glasses
Against forces
Singing, "Whiskey for my men, for my horses!"
Whiskey for my men, for my horses!

You justice is the one thing
You should always
You gotta up your boys
You gotta a hard line
the gunsmoke settles
We'll sing a tune
And all met back
At the local

raise up our glasses
Against evil
Singing, "Whiskey for my men, for my horses!"
,"Whiskey for my men, beer for my horses!'