[ Предположительная тональность: Eb ] G G7M G6 Here's the story of a lovely lady G G7M G6 G F Am7 Who was bringing up three very lovely girls. D7 Am7 D7 Am7 D7 All of them had hair of gold, like their mother, G The youngest one in curls. G G7M G6 Here's the story, of a man named Brady, G7M G6 G F Am/C Who was busy with three boys of his own, D7 Am7 D7 Am7 They were four men, living all together, D7 G G7 C/G G Eb7 Yet they were all alone. Ab Ab7M Ab6 Till the one day when the lady met this fellow Ab Bbm7 And they knew it was much more than a hunch, Eb7 Bbm7 Eb7 Bbm7 That this group must somehow form a family. Eb7 Bbm7 Eb7 Ab7 That's the way we all became the Brady Bunch. Db Db7 Gb/Db The Brady Bunch, Db7 Ab Db The Brady Bunch, Ab Bb Eb Ab That's the way we became the Brady Bunch. B7M Till the one day when the lady met this fellow And they knew it was much more than a hunch, That this group must 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.