Hollis Brown

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Hollis Brown, he lived On the dark side of town Hollis Brown, he lived On the dark side 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 That they don't know how to smile Your baby's eyes look crazy They a-tugging at your sleeve Your baby's eyes look crazy They a-tugging at your sleeve You walk the floor and wonder why With every brеath you breathe The rats havе got your flower Bad blood has got your mare The rats have got your flower Bad blood has got your mare Is there anyone who knows? Is there anyone who cares? He prayed to the Lord above Oh please send me a friend All paid to the Lord above Oh please send me a friend His empty pockets tell him That he ain't got no friend Your baby's crying louder now It's pounding on your brain Your baby's crying louder now It's pounding on your brain Your wife's scream's stabbing Like the dirty driving rain Your grass is turning black And there's no water in the well Your grass is turning black And there's no water in the well You spent your last half-dollar On those seven shotgun shells Way out in the wilderness A cold coyote calls Way out in the wilderness A cold coyote calls Your eyes fixed on the shotgun That's a-hanging on your wall Your brain is a-bleeding And your legs can't seem to stand Your brain is a-bleeding And your legs can't seem to stand Your eyes fixed on the shotgun That you're holding in your hand There's seven breezes blowing All around the cabin door There's seven breezes blowing All around the cabin door, God help me, Lord, oh And seven sharks ring out Like the ocean's about to roar There's seven people dead On a South Dakota farm There's seven people dead On a South Dakota farm But somewhere in the distance There's seven new people born
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- Writers
- Bob Dylan