The Brady Bunch Lyrics

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 busy with three boys of his own
They were four men, 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 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
{Long Instrumental Break}
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 busy with three boys of his own
They were four men, 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 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