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Nazareth

Genres: Rock

The Ballad Of Hollis Brown Lyrics - Nazareth

Hollis Brown, he lived on the outside of town 

Hollis Brown, he lived on the outside of town 

With his wife and five children in 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 

Your children are so hungry that they don't know how to smile 

 

Your baby's eyes look crazy and they're tuggin' at your sleeve 

Your baby's eyes look crazy, now, they're tuggin' at your sleeve 

You walk the floor and you wonder why 

With every breath that you breathe 

 

The rats, they've got your flour, bad blood, it got your mare 

The rats, they've got your flour, bad blood, it got your mare 

Is there anyone that knows? Is there anyone that cares? 

 

You prayed to the Lord above to please, send you a friend 

You prayed to the Lord above to please, send you a friend 

Your empty pockets tell you that you ain't got no friend 

 

Your baby's a cryin' louder now, it's poundin' on your brain 

Your baby's cryin' louder now, it's poundin' on your brain 

Your wife's screams are a stabbin' you, like dirty, drivin' rain 

 

Your grass is turning black and 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 them 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 your 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 just 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 the cabin door 

Seven breezes 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 

Seven people dead on a South Dakota farm 

Somewhere in the distance, there's seven, new people born 

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