BILL BRADY

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Song Title
BILL BRADY
Writers
Publisher
FOLKWAYS MUSIC PUBLISHERS, INC. (BMI)
% Publisher Controls
100%
Territory Controlled
WORLD
Themes/Keywords
1960's, Arrest, Bar, Children, Cry, dead, Death, Gun, Loss, Sad, Violence
Lyrics
Duncan, Duncan was tendin’ the bar,
In walked Brady with a shiny star,
And Brady says, “Duncan, you are under arrest,”
And Duncan shot a hole in Brady’s breast.

Brady, Brady had a forty-five,
Said it would shoot a half a mile,
Duncan he had a forty-four,
That’s what laid Mr. Brady so low.

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Brady, Brady, Brady, you know you done wrong,
Broke in my grocery when the game was goin’ on,
Knockin’ down the windows, tearin’ down the door,
Now you lyin’ dead on the grocery floor.

Brady fell down on the bar-room floor,
“Please Mr. Duncan, don’t shoot me no more,”
Women all cryin’, ain’t it a shame,
Shot King Brady, goin’ shoot him again.

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Mrs. Brady was at home in bed,
Got a telegram that Brady was dead,
Children, children, put your hats on your head,
And let’s go out and see if King Brady is dead.

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Brady, Brady, Brady, why didn’t you run,
Ought not to have faced that forty-four gun,
Brady, Brady, why didn’t you run,
You ought not have faced that Gatling gun.

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 Hubbard and their stockin’ feet.

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Mrs. Brady said, “Children, don’t you cry,
You’re gonna get a penny ‘cause your daddy die,”
Mrs. Brady said, “Children, don’t you cry,
You’re gonna get a penny ‘cause your daddy die.”

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Recordings

Recording Artist Genre Mood Arrangement Era iTunes
Lead Belly Acoustic Blues Confrontational, Dramatic, Nostalgic Guitar, Vocal 1940's Buy >

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