Lyrics:
Willie, man come on the 6 o'clock newsSaid somebody's been shot, somebody's been abusedSomebody blew up a buildingSomebody stole a carSomebody got awaySomebody 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 that he doneTake all the rope in TexasFind a tall oak tree, round up all of them bad boysHang them high in the streets For all the people to see Chours: That justice is the one thing you should always findYou got to saddle up your boysYou got to draw a hard lineWhen the gun smoke settles we'll sing a victory tuneWe'll all meet back at the local saloonWe'll raise up our glasses against evil forcesSinging whiskey for my men, beer for my horsesWe've got too many gansters doing dirty deedsToo much corruption and crime in the streetsIt's time the long arm of the law put a few more in the ground Send 'em all to their maker and he'll settle 'em downYou can bet he'll set 'em down, 'causeChours: x2