Lyrics: Traditional
Music: Traditional
Well twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, little star
Along comes Brady with his electric car
He had a mean look all in his eye
He's gonna shoot somebody just to see them die
Chorus
You know he's
Been on the job too long
Been on the job too long
Been on the job too long
Said Brady, your time done come
Now, Duncan, Duncan, Duncan, he was tending bar
Along comes Brady with his shining star
And Brady says, "Duncan you're under arrest"
And Duncan shot a hole right in Brady's breast
[chorus]
Well Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrong
Busting in here when the game was going on
Smashing through the window, yeah, and busting down the door
Now you lying dead on that barroom floor
[chorus]
Well twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, little star
Along comes Brady with his electric car
He had a mean look all in his eye
He's gonna shoot somebody just to see them die
[chorus]
I said Brady your time done come
New Riders Recordings | ||||
Date | Album | |||
1972 | Powerglide | |||
26 May 1972 | Lyceum '72 |
Brady, Brady carried a '45
Said it would shoot half a mile
Duncan had a '44
That what laid Mr. Brady so low
Brady fell down on the barroom floor
"Please Mr. Duncan don' shoot me no more"
Women all cryin, ain't it a shame
Shot King Brady, goin' shoot him again
Women all heard that Brady was dead
Goes back home and they dresses in red
Come a snifflin' and a sighin' down the street
In their big mother hubbards and their stockin' feet