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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 You looked for work and money And you walked a rugged mile You looked for work and money And you walked a rugged mile Your children are so hungry That they don't know how to smile Your baby's eyes look crazy They're tuggin' at your sleeve Your baby's eyes look crazy They're tuggin' at your sleeve You walk the floor and wonder why With every breath you breathe The rats have got your flour Bad blood has got your mare The rats have got your flour Bad blood has got your mare If there's anyone that knows Is there anyone that cares You know you prayed to the Lord above To please send you a friend You know you prayed to the Lord above Please send you a friend But your empty pockets tell you That you ain't got no friend, no Your babies are crying now It's pounding in your brain And your wife's screams are stabbin' Like the dirty drivin' rain Your grass is turning black And there's no water in your well Your grass is turning black And there's no water in your well You spent your last lone dollar On seven shotgun shells The way out in the wilderness A cold coyote calls The way out in the wilderness A cold coyote calls Your eyes fix on the shotgun That's hangin' on the wall Your brain it is a-bleedin' And your legs can't seem to stand Your brain it is a-bleedin' And your legs can't seem to stand Your eyes fix on the shotgun That you're holdin' in your hand And now there's seven breezes blowin' All around the cabin door Now there's seven breezes blowin' All around the cabin door And seven shots ring out Like the ocean's pounding roar There's seven people dead Out on a south Dakota farm There's seven people dead Out on a south Dakota farm Somewhere in the distance There's seven new people born |