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Duncan and Brady
Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, little starUp comes Brady in a 'lectric carGot a mean look all 'round his eyeGonna shoot somebody jus' to see them dieDuncan, Duncan was tending the barIn walked Brady with a shining starAnd Brady says, “Duncan you are under arrest”And Duncan shot a hole in Brady's breastBrady, Brady carried a .45,Said it would shoot half a mileDuncan had a .44That what laid Mr. Brady so lowBrady 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“Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrongWalkin' in the room when the game was goin' onKnockin' down windows, breakin' down the doorNow you lyin' dead on the grocery [barroom] floorWomen all heard that Brady was dead,Letras de cancionesGoes back home and they dresses in redCome a sniffin' and a sighin' down the street,In their big mother hubbards and their stockin' feet'Cause he been on the job too long
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