Duncan And Brady (Demo)

Twiggle, twiggle, little star
'long come Brady in his 'lectric car
You know he's got a mean look right in his eyes

He's gonna shoot somebody just to see him die
Because he's been on the job too long
Been on the job too long

Tommy Duncan was a-tendin' the bar
'long come Brady with his shiny star
Brady said to Duncan "man you're under arrest"
Duncan shot a hole in mister Brady's chest
Because he's been on the job too long
Been on the job too long

Duncan said to Brady now you know you done wrong
Come in here when my game is goin' on
You come here breakin' in my window and a-bustin' down my door
Now you're lyin' dead on that bar-room floor
Because he's been on the job too long
Been on the job too long

High-tailed carriage just a-comin' around
Take poor Bredy too the buryin' ground
You know that high-tailed carriage rubber-tied back
Take him to the graveyard, won't bring him back
Because he's been on the job too long
Been on the job too long

Now when those women all heard that king Brady was dead
They went home and they re-ragged in red
They come a-slippin' come a-sloppin' come a-shovin' down the street
Well (?) hubbards and their stocking feet
Because he's been on the job too long
Been on the job too long
Been on the job too long
Been on the job... Too long