The Ballard Of Hollis Brown Lyrics - Stephen Stills

(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 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 they've 

Forgotten how to smile 

Your babies' eyes are crazy they're a tuggin' at your sleeve 

Your babies' eyes are crazy they're a tuggin' at your sleeve 

You walk the floor and wonder why 

With every breath you breathe 

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Rats got to your flour bad blood it got your mare 

Rats got to your flour bad blood it got your mare 

Is there anyone that knows 

Is there anyone that cares 

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 a 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 blowin' all around a cabin door 

There's seven breezes blowin' all around a cabin door 

Seven shots ring out 

Like the ocean's pounding roar 

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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