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 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 pocket tell you That you ain't a got no friend
Your babies are crying louder now, 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 is turning black, there's no water in your well Your grass is turning black, there's no water in your well Your 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 bornTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
