Dawn Brady's son
Dawn Brady's son
Spent all his life in the shadow
Just up the road
They rent a bungalow
But in the old day his dad raised the flag on a pole
And the wind made it dance all wrong
But raising a son
Raising up a son
He found raising that flag to be easier done
And when we heard the branch
And the rope made him dance all wrong
Sha na na
Sha na na
Dawn Brady's son
You know the one
His old ma found ways to keep the kerosene on
She'd drink and she'd dance
Ooo how she'd dance till the red dawn
And the headlights would come
She'd sing the same old song
She'd say "go on out now child walk a while I wont be long"
Through the window he'd glance
At the flame from that kerosene lamp
But the way that it danced was all wrong
Sha na na who'se gonna make it turn out all right
Sha na na just a little bump from the tired eyes
Sha na na that ought to keep ya shaking all night
(Guitar solo begins here at 3:40)
Dawn Brady's son
He got a gun
And waited out by the flagpole there in the lawn
Just there in the shadow
And the boy has got to die
To make way for the man inside
But no one told us that flags turn to rags over time
Still the wind makes us dance
The wind makes us dance