Really, man, come on, it's six o'clock newsSaid somebody's been shot, somebody's been abusedSomebody blew up a building, somebody stole a carSomebody got away, somebody didn't get too far, yeahThey didn't get too farGrandpappy told my pappy back in my day, sonA man had to answer for the wicked thing he doneTake all the rope in Texas, find a tall oak treeRound up all of them bad boys, hang them high in the streetFor all the people to seeAnd justice is the one thing you should always findYou gotta saddle up your boys, you gotta draw a hard lineWhen the dust loaf settles, we'll sing a victory tuneAnd we'll all meet back at the local saloonWe'll raise up our glasses against evil forces singingWhiskey for my men, beer for my horsesWe got too many gangsters doing dirty deedsToo much corruption and crime in the streetsI'm a long arm of the law, put a few more in the groundSend them all to their maker and he'll settle them downYou can bet he'll set them downCause justice is the one thing you should always findYou gotta saddle up your boys, you gotta draw a hard lineWhen the dust loaf settles, we'll sing a victory tuneAnd we'll all meet back at the local saloonWe'll raise up our glasses against evil forces singingWhiskey for my men, beer for my horsesWhiskey for my men, beer for my horsesYou know justice is the one thing you should always findYou gotta saddle up your boys, you gotta draw a hard lineWhen the dust loaf settles, we'll sing a victory tuneAnd we'll all meet back at the local saloonWe'll raise up our glasses against evil forces singingWhiskey for my men, beer for my horsesSinging whiskey for my men, beer for my horses*