Duncan And Brady

G G Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar C D In walks Brady with his shiny star G Eb Brady says, "Duncan, you are under arrest" D N.C. G Duncan shot a hole in Brady's breast G Brady carried a Forty-Five C D Said it would shoot a half a mile G Eb Duncan carried a Forty-Four D N.C. G That's what laid Mister Brady so low G Brady fell down on the barroom floor C D "Please Mister Duncan don't shoot me no more" G Eb Women all cryin', ain't it a shame D N.C. G Shot King Brady, gonna shoot him again G "Mister Brady, Mister Brady, you know you done wrong C D You busted in my parlour when the game was goin' on G Eb Knocking down the tables, breaking down the door D N.C. G Now you're dripping blood on my barroom floor" G Well, the women all heard, Brady was dead C D They go back home and they dresses in red G Eb Sniffing and a sighing down the street D N.C. G In their big mother hubbards and their stockinged feet