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
        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

[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
Continúa después del anuncio
    N.C.
And Duncan shot a hole right in 
Brady's chest
        Am                  A
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
       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

[Verse 4]
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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

[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
     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 ]
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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

[Verse 7]
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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