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 Bradys 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, aint 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
Cause he been on the job too long