The Ballard Of Hollis Brown lyrics
(Bob Dylan)
Hollis Brown he lived on the outside of town Hollis Brown he lived on the outside of town With his wife and five children And his cabin broken down He looked for work and money and he walked a ragged mile He looked for work and money and he walked a ragged mile His children are so hungry they've Forgotten how to smile Your babies' eyes are crazy they're a tuggin' at your sleeve Your babies' eyes are crazy they're a tuggin' at your sleeve You walk the floor and wonder why With every breath you breathe Rats got to your flour bad blood it got your mare Rats got to your flour bad blood it got your mare Is there anyone that knows Is there anyone that cares Way out in the wilderness a cold coyote calls Way out in the wilderness a cold coyote calls Your eyes fix on the shotgun That's a hangin' on the wall Your brain is a bleedin' and your legs can't seem to stand Your brain is a bleedin' and your legs can't seem to stand Your eyes fix on the shotgun That you're holdin' in your hand There's seven breezes blowin' all around a cabin door There's seven breezes blowin' all around a cabin door Seven shots ring out Like the ocean's pounding roar There's seven people dead on a South Dakota farm There's seven people dead on a South Dakota farm Somewhere in the distance There's seven new people born
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