Brady

1

Duncan and his brother was playing pool
When Brady came in acting a fool;
He shot him once, he shot him twice,
Saying, " I don't make my living by shooting dice! "

Brady won't come no more!
Brady won't come no more!
Brady won't come no more!
For Duncan shot Brady with a forty-four!

2

" Brady, Brady, don't you know you done wrong
To come in my house when my game was going on?
I told you half a dozen times before,
And now you lie dead on my barroom floor! "

3

Brady went to hell lookin' mighty curious,
The devil says, " Where you from? " " East St. Louis. "
" Well, pull off your coat and step this way,
For I've been expecting you every day! "

4

When the girls heard Brady was dead
They went up home and put on red,
And came down town singin' this song —
" Brady's struttin' in hell with his Stetson on!

" Brady, where you at?
Brady, where you at?
Brady, where you at?
Struttin' in hell with his Stetson hat! "
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