*Some of the lyrics might be off, in the sense of them showing up towards the bottom of the screen or going off of the background... I fixed it but I guess the fix didn't save when uploaded, so sorry!* Ballad Of Hollis Brown, from the Amnesty International tribute album "Chimes of Freedom" (This is a tribute of bob dylan's original song "Ballad Of Hollis Brown") I own none of the rights! Comment and rate if you want! Subscribe for more rise against, the killing tree, .baxter., and more! Thanks!

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LYRICS:
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 brokin' down.

Well you looked for work and money,
And you walked a ragged mile
You looked for work and money,
And you walked a ragged mile..
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile!

Your baby's eyes look crazy,
They're tuggin' at your sleeve
Your baby's eyes look crazy,
They're tuggin' at your sleeve!
And you walk the floor and wonder why
With every breath you breathe...

The rats have got your flour,
Bad blood has 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..?

And oh you prayed to the lord above,
Oh please send you a friend,
And oh you prayed to the lord above,
please send you a friend..
But you let your empty pocket tell you,
that you ain't got no friend...

Your babies eyes are crying
and its pounding in your brain.
Your babies eyes are crying,
and it's pounding in your brain.
Your wife's screams are stabbin'
Like the dirty drivin' rain..

Your grass is turning black,
There's no water in your well..no..
Your grass is turning black,
There's no water in your well!
Your 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..
Now your eyes fix on the shortgun,
That's hangin' on the wall..

Your brain and ears are bleeding,
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain and ears are bleeding,
And your legs can't seem to stand..
And your eyes fix on the shotgun,
That you're holdin' in your hand.

Whoa, oh..
Whoa, oh..

And now there's seven breezes blowin',
All around the cabin door!!
Yeah, there's seven breezes blowin',
All around the cabin door!!!
Seven shots ring out,
Like the ocean's pounding roar...

There's seven people dead,
Out on a south Dakota farm.
There's seven people dead,
Out on a south Dakota farm....
Somewhere in the distance,
There's seven new people born...

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