
The Brady Bunch Songtext
Here's a story,
Of a lovely lady,
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls.
All of them had hair of gold,
Like their mother
The youngest one in curls.
Here's a story,
Of a man named Brady,
Who was bringing up three boys of his own.
Living all together,
Yet they were all, alone.
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow,
And they knew it was much more than a hunch,
That this group might somehow form a family.
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch!
The Brady Bunch...
The Brady Bunch...
That's the way we became the Brady Bunch
They were four men,
Of a lovely lady,
Who was bringing up three very lovely girls.
All of them had hair of gold,
Like their mother
The youngest one in curls.
Here's a story,
Of a man named Brady,
Who was bringing up three boys of his own.
Living all together,
Yet they were all, alone.
Till the one day when the lady met this fellow,
And they knew it was much more than a hunch,
That this group might somehow form a family.
That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch!
The Brady Bunch...
The Brady Bunch...
That's the way we became the Brady Bunch
DEVOL, FRANK / SCHWARTZ, SHERWOOD
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