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Toby Keith – Beer For My Horses (ft. Willie Nelson)

Toby Keith Feat. Willie Nelson: Beer for My Horses (Music Video 2003) - IMDb

Introduction:

“Beer For My Horses”, released in 2003, is a country song that brought together two iconic artists in the genre: Toby Keith and Willie Nelson. The track finds a place on Keith’s seventh studio album, Unleashed, which was produced by James Stroud.

“Beer For My Horses” was a chart-topping success, reaching number one on the Billboard Hot Country Singles chart. It also achieved significant crossover appeal, climbing to number 22 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart, becoming Keith’s highest-ranking song on the chart at that point in his career. The song’s popularity was undeniable, and it earned recognition beyond the charts. “Beer For My Horses” received nominations for several prestigious awards, including the Grammy Award for Best Country Song and the Country Music Association Award for Song of the Year. It was also nominated for Grammy Award for Best Country Collaboration with Vocals, Country Music Association Award for Single of the Year, and Country Music Association Award for Music Video of the Year.

While the critical reception for “Beer For My Horses” was mixed, there’s no doubt about the song’s lasting impact. It became a signature tune for Toby Keith, a staple played at his concerts, and a recognizable anthem for many country music fans. The song’s themes of rebellion, defiance, and a touch of humor resonated with listeners, and “Beer For My Horses” continues to be a popular choice for country radio stations today.

Video:

https://youtu.be/o1JOFhfoAD4?si=EZxdwiICWxNoP8bn

Lyrics:

Willie, man, come on the 6 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 far
Grandpappy told my pappy, back in my day, sonA man had to answer for the wicked that he doneTake all the rope in Texas find a tall oak treeRound up all them bad boys, hang them high in the streetFor all the people to see
That justice is the one thing you should always findYou got to saddle up your boys, you got to draw a hard lineWhen the gun smoke 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 horses
We got too many gangsters doing dirty deedsToo much corruption, and crime in the streetsIt’s time the long arm of the law put a few more in the groundSend ’em all to their maker and he’ll settle ’em downYou can bet he’ll set ’em down
‘Cause justice is the one thing you should always findYou got to saddle up your boys, you got to draw a hard lineWhen the gun smoke settles we’ll sing a victory tuneWe’ll all meet back at the local saloonAnd we’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces singingWhiskey for my men, beer for my horsesWhiskey for my men, beer for my horses
You know justice is the one thing you should always findYou got to saddle up your boys, you got to draw a hard lineWhen the gun smoke settles we’ll sing a victory tuneAnd we’ll all meet back at the local saloonAnd we’ll raise up our glasses against evil forces singingWhiskey for my men, beer for my horsesSinging whiskey for my men, beer for my horses

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