Somethin like this: "Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, little star Up comes Brady in a 'lectric car Got a mean look all 'round his eye Gonna shoot somebody jus' to see them die Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar In walked Brady with a shining star And Brady says, "Duncan you are under arrest" And Duncan shot a hole in Brady's breast 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 "Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrong Walkin' in the room when the game was goin' on Knockin' down windows, breakin' down the door Now you lyin' dead on the grocery [barroom] floor Women all heard that Brady was dead Goes back home and they dresses in red Come a sniffin' and a sighin' down the street In their big mother hubbards and their stockin' feet"
One of my old old favorites since the 1960's
I hum this song all day long sometimes. If you fooled around with Lead Belly's money or wife you were likely going to be in serious trouble.
🔥🔥🔥 The drama. Rockin!!
You know Lead Belly was sensitive about his thick southern accent.
This blows the brothers 4's version out of the water.
it normally does with Leadbelly
Please somebody can write the lyrics ...
Somethin like this:
"Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, little star
Up comes Brady in a 'lectric car
Got a mean look all 'round his eye
Gonna shoot somebody jus' to see them die
Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar
In walked Brady with a shining star
And Brady says, "Duncan you are under arrest"
And Duncan shot a hole in Brady's breast
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
"Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrong
Walkin' in the room when the game was goin' on
Knockin' down windows, breakin' down the door
Now you lyin' dead on the grocery [barroom] floor
Women all heard that Brady was dead
Goes back home and they dresses in red
Come a sniffin' and a sighin' down the street
In their big mother hubbards and their stockin' feet"
@@aaron4wilkins ty
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