Duncan And Brady (Bob Dylan)

		
C  
Twinkle, twinkle, little star  
G  
'Long comes Brady in his 'lectric car  
 
Got a mean look right in his eye  
C  
Gonna shoot somebody jus' to watch him die  
F C  
He been on the job too long  
 
Duncan, Duncan was tending the bar  
'Long came Brady with his shiny star  
"Duncan," said Brady, "you are under arrest"  
Duncan shot a hole right in Brady's chest  
He been on the job too long.  
 
Old King Brady was a big, fat man  
Doctor looked down, and took hold of his hand  
reached for his pulse, the doctor said  
"I believe to my soul, king Brady, you're dead"  
He been on the job too long  
 
Up upon the hillside, eight hundred at hand,  
vases of roses standing around  
[...] horses and a rubber-tired hack  
bring him down to the graveyard, it won't bring him back.  
He been on the job too long  
 
When the women all heard King Brady was dead,  
They went home and they'd be back in red [raggin' red?]  
Slippin' and a-slidin', shuffelin' down the street,  
In their big mother hubbards and their stockin' feet.  
He been on the job too long  
 
"Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrong  
breakin' in here when this game's goin' on  
Bustin' down the window, tearin' down the door  
Now you lyin' dead on the barroom floor  
You been on the job too long."  
 
Twinkle, twinkle, little star  
'Long comes Brady in his 'lectric car  
Got a mean look in his eye  
Gonna shoot somebody jus' to watch him die  
He been on the job too long.  
G C  
He been on the job too long.  
  	

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