All of them had hair of gold, like their mother

The youngest one in curls

It's the 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 that 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