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\beginsong{Ballad of Hollis Brown} |
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[by=Bob Dylan,cov=the-times-they-are-a-changin,album=The times they are a changin] |
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\cover |
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\gtab{E&m}{6:X02210} |
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\beginverse |
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Hollis \[E&m]Brown, he lived |
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From the outside of town |
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Hollis Brown, he lived |
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From the outside of town |
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With his wife and five children |
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And his cabin brokin' down |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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He looked for work and money |
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And he walked a rugged mile |
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He looked for work and money |
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And he walked a rugged mile |
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You children are so hungry |
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That they don't know how to smile |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Your baby's eyes look crazy |
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They're a tuggin' at you sleeve |
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Your baby's eyes look crazy |
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They're a tuggin' at you sleeve |
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You walk the floor and wonder why |
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With every breath you breathe |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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The rats have got your flour |
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Bad blood it got your mare |
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The rats have got your flour |
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Bad blood it got your mare |
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Is there anyone that knows |
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Is there anyone that cares? |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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He prayed the Lord above |
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Oh please send you a friend |
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He prayed the Lord above |
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Oh please send you a friend |
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You ain't a got no money boy |
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You ain't a got no friend |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Your baby's eyes are crying louder |
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It's pounding on your brain |
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Your baby's eyes are crying louder |
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It's pounding on your brain |
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You wife's screams are stabbin' |
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Like the dirty drivin' rain |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Your grass is turning black |
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There's no water in your well |
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Your grass is turning black |
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There's no water in your well |
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You spent your last dollar |
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On seven shot-gun shells |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Way out in the wildness |
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A cold coyote calls |
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Way out in the wildness |
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A cold coyote calls |
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Your eyes fix on a shot-gun |
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That's hangin' on the wall |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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Your brain is a bleedin' |
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And your legs can't seem to stand |
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Your brain is a bleedin' |
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And your legs can't seem to stand |
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Your eyes fix on the shot-gun |
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That you're holding in your hand |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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There's seven breezes a blowin' |
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All around the cabin door |
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There's seven breezes a blowin' |
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All around the cabin door |
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Seven shots sing out |
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Like the ocean's pounding roar |
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\endverse |
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\beginverse |
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There's seven people dead |
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On a South Dakota farm |
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There's seven people dead |
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On a South Dakota farm |
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Somewhere in the distance |
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There's seven new people born |
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\endverse |
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\endsong |
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