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The Ballad Of Hollis Brown
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(copyright bob dylan,1963 m. witmark & sons.warner bros. music)
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 dont know how to smile
Your babys eyes look crazy and theyre tuggin at your sleeve
Your babys eyes look crazy and theyre tuggin at your sleeve
You walk the floor and you 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
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 aint got no friend
Your babys a cryin louder now its poundin on your brain
Your babys a cryin louder now its poundin on your brain
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 dont know how to smile
Your babys eyes look crazy and theyre tuggin at your sleeve
Your babys eyes look crazy and theyre tuggin at your sleeve
You walk the floor and you 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
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 aint got no friend
Your babys a cryin louder now its poundin on your brain
Your babys a cryin louder now its poundin on your brain
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