Duncan And Brady

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     Gon-na shoot   so--me   bo-dy  just to  see him  die  Well he
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    been on  the j-ob too   long

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Well, it's twinkle, twinkle little star
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Well a - long came Brady in his 'lectric car
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Well a'got a mean look right in his eye
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Gonna shoot somebody just to see him die
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Well, he been on the job too long

[Verse 2]
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Well, Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar
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Well a-long come Brady with his shiny star
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Well Brady says, Duncan, you are under arrest
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And Duncan shot a hole right in Brady's chest
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Yes, he been on the job too long

[Verse 3]
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Well its Brady, Brady, Brady, well you know you done wrong
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Well a'breaking in here when my game's going on
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Well breaking down the windows, knocking down the door
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um Now you're lying dead on the barroom floor
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Yes, you been on the job too long

[Verse 4]
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Well, old King Brady was a big fat man
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Well the doctor reached out, grabbed hold of his hand
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Well he felt for his pulse, doctor said
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"An' I believe to my soul ole King Brady's dead"
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Yes, he been on the job too long

[Verse 5]
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Well a'high tailed carriages a'standing around
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Waiting to take King Brady to the burying ground
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Well high tailed carriages, rubber tired hack
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uh well, they took him to the graveyard but they didn't bring him back
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Yes, he been on the job too long

[Verse 6 ]
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Well, women all heard King Brady was dead
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Well they go back home and re-rag in red
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Come a-slipping and a-sliding and a-shuffling down the street
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In their big Mother Hubbards and their stocking feet
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He been on the job too long

[Verse 7]
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Well, Brady, Brady, well you know you done wrong
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Well breaking in here while my game's going on
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Well breaking down the windows, knocking down the door
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And now you're lying deaden on the bar-room floor
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Yes, you been on the job too long