| A | D | A | |
| Well a m | an come on the | 6 o'clock ne | ws |
| A | E | A | |
| Said so | mebody's been shot, somebo | dy's been abu | sed. |
| A | D | A | |
| Somebody bl | ew up a building, somebody st | ole a c | ar. |
| A | E | A | |
| Somebod | y got away, somebody d | idn't get too f | ar. |
| F#m | E | A | |
| Yeah | , they didn't g | et too f | ar. |
| A | D | A | |
| Grandp | appy told my pappy, "Back in | my day, s | on, |
| A | E | A | |
| A m | an had to answer for the wi | cked that he do | ne. |
| A | D | A | |
| Take a | ll the rope in Texas find a t | all oak t | ree, |
| A | E | A | |
| Round up a | ll them bad boys, hang 'em h | igh in the st | reet |
| F#m | E | A | |
| For all the peo | ple to s | ee that |
| Chorus |
| E | D | A | |
| Ju | stice is the one thing you should alw | ays fi | nd. |
| D | A | E | A | |
| You gotta sa | ddle up your b | oys, you gotta d | raw a hard l | ine. |
| E | D | A | |
| When the gun | smoke settles we'll sing a v | ictory t | une |
| D | A | E | A | |
| We'll a | ll meet b | ack at the lo | cal sal | oon. |
| A | D | A | |
| We'll ra | ise up our glasses aga | inst evil fo | rces singin, |
| G | D | A | |
| "Whi | skey for my m | en, Beer for my ho | rses." |
| A |
| Verse 2 |
| A | D | A | |
| We got t | oo many gangsters doin | dirty de | eds. |
| A | E | A | |
| We've got t | oo much corruption too much cr | ime in the str | eets |
| A | D | |
| It's time the lo | ng arm of the law put a f | ew more in the |
| A | |
| g | round |
| A | E | A | |
| Send 'em a | ll to their maker and he'll set | tle 'em d | own |
| F#m | E | A | |
| You can bet he'll set | tle 'em do | wn cause |
| Chorus |
| G | D | A | |
| Whi | skey for my me | n, beer for my hor | ses. |
| A | D | A | A | E | A |
| Chorus |
