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Nina Simone

The Ballad Of Hollis Brown

 

The Ballad Of Hollis Brown

(album: Let It All Out - 1966)


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 falling 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-tugging at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy
They're a-tugging 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 stabbing you
Like the dirty driving 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 hanging on the wall

Your brain is a-bleeding
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleeding
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That you're holding in your hand

There's seven breezes a-blowing
All around the cabin door
There's seven breezes a-blowing
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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