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David Bromberg sessions, Acme Studios, Chicago IL - 3/5.jun.1992
Well it's twinkle, twinkle, little star
'Long come Brady in his lectric' car
Well he's got a mean look right in his eye
He gonna shoot somebody just to see him die
He been on the job too long.
Well, Duncan, Duncan was tendin' the bar
'Long come Brady with his shiny star
''Well, Brady,'' said Duncan, ''you are under arrest.''
And Duncan shot a hole right in Brady's chest
He been on the job too long.
''Well , Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrong
Breakin' in here while my game's goin' on
Breakin' down the window, bustin' down the door
Now you're lyin' dead on the barroom floor
Well, you been on the job too long.''
Well, old king Brady was a big fat man
Doctor reached up and grabbed hold of his hand
Felt for the pulse, the doctor he said
''I believe to my soul, king Brady's dead''
He been on the job too long.
Well them rubber-tired carriage, standing around
Taking Brady to the buryal ground
High-tired carriage, rubber-tired hack
Well they took him to the graveyard but they didn't bring him back
Well, he been on the job too long
When the women they heard King Brady was dead
Well they all go home and they'd were raggin' red
Come slippin' and a-slidin', shufflin' down the street
In their big mother hubbards and their stockin' feet
He been on the job too long.
Well Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrong
Breakin' in here while my game's goin' on
Bustin' out the window, knockin' down the door
Now you're lyin' dead on the barroom floor
You been on the job too long.
Alternate lyrics]
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
'Long came Brady in his shinin' car
Got a mean look right in his eye
Gonna shoot somebody just to see him die
He been on the job too long.
Duncan, Duncan was attending the bar
'Long came Brady with his shiny star
"Brady," said Duncan, "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's dead."
He been on the job too long.
When the women all heard King Brady was dead,
They went home and they'd were raggin' red
Slippin' and a-slidin', shufflin' down the street,
In their big mother hubbards and their stockin' feet.
He been on the job too long.
"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're 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.
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