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The Ballad Of Hollis Brown Lyrics - Black Juju - Entombed

Originally performed by 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 fallin' 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 a-tuggin' at your sleeve 

Your baby's eyes look crazy 

They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve 

You walk the floor and wonder why 

With every breath you breathe 

 

The rats have got your flour 

Bad blood it got your mare 

The rats have got your flour 

Bad blood it got your mare 

If there's anyone that knows 

Is there anyone that cares? 

 

You prayed to the Lord above 

Oh please send you a friend 

You prayed to the Lord above 

Oh please send you a friend 

Your empty pockets tell yuh 

That you ain't a-got no friend 

 

Your babies are crying louder 

It's pounding on your brain 

Your babies are crying louder now 

It's pounding on your brain 

Your wife's screams are stabbin' you 

Like the dirty drivin' rain 

 

Your grass it is turning black 

There's no water in your well 

Your grass is turning black 

There's no water in your well 

You spent your last lone dollar 

On seven shotgun shells 

 

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 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 a-blowin' 

All around the cabin door 

There's seven breezes a-blowin' 

All around the 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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Copyright: Bob Dylan Music Co