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

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

Grandpappy told my
in my day, son
A man had to
For the wicked thing he
Take all the in Texas
Find a oak tree
Round up all of them bad
And hang 'em in the street
For all the to see

And is the one thing
You always find
You gotta up your boys
You gotta draw a hard
the gun smoke settles
We'll sing a victory
And all meet back
At the local

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

We got too gangsters
dirty deeds
Too much
And crime in the
It's the long arm of the law
Put a few in the ground
Send all to their Maker
And he'll set them on
You can bet, set 'em down

Cause justice is the one
You should always
You gotta saddle up boys
You gotta draw a line
When the gunsmoke
We'll sing a tune
And we'll all back
At the saloon

And we'll raise up our
evil forces
Singing, "Whiskey for my men, for my horses!"
for my men, beer for my horses!

You justice is the one thing
You should always
You gotta saddle up your
You gotta draw a line
When the gunsmoke
We'll sing a tune
And all met back
At the saloon

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