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 blew up a
stole their car
Somebody got
Somebody 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 rope in
Find a oak tree
Round up all of bad boys
And 'em high in the street
For all the to see

And justice is the one
You should always
You gotta up your boys
You gotta a hard line
When the gun smoke
We'll a victory tune
And we'll all back
At the saloon

We'll raises up our
Against evil
Singing, "Whiskey for my men, for my horses!"

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

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

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

You know is the one thing
You should find
You gotta saddle up boys
You gotta draw a hard
the gunsmoke settles
We'll sing a victory
And all met back
At the saloon

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