Duncan And Brady

A A Well, it's twinkle, twinkle little star E Well a - long came Brady in his 'lectric car E Well a'got a mean look right in his eye N.C. Gonna shoot somebody just to see him die Am A Well, he been on the job too long A Well, Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar E Well a-long come Brady with his shiny star E Well Brady says, Duncan, you are under arrest N.C. And Duncan shot a hole right in Brady's chest Am A Yes, he been on the job too long A Well its Brady, Brady, Brady, well you know you done wrong E Well a'breaking in here when my game's going on E Well breaking down the windows, knocking down the door N.C. um Now you're lying dead on the barroom floor Am A Yes, you been on the job too long A Well, old King Brady was a big fat man E Well the doctor reached out, grabbed hold of his hand E Well he felt for his pulse, doctor said N.C. "An' I believe to my soul ole King Brady's dead" Am A Yes, he been on the job too long A Well a'high tailed carriages a'standing around E Waiting to take King Brady to the burying ground E Well high tailed carriages, rubber tired hack N.C. uh well, they took him to the graveyard but they didn't bring him back Am A Yes, he been on the job too long Verse 6 A Well, women all heard King Brady was dead E Well they go back home and re-rag in red E Come a-slipping and a-sliding and a-shuffling down the street N.C. In their big Mother Hubbards and their stocking feet Am A He been on the job too long A Well, Brady, Brady, well you know you done wrong E Well breaking in here while my game's going on E Well breaking down the windows, knocking down the door N.C. And now you're lying deaden on the bar-room floor Am A Yes, you been on the job too long