Hollis Brown
he lived on the outside
of town
with his wife and five
children
and his cabin broken down
well 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 tuggin' 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
is there anyone who
knows
is there anyone who cares?
so you pray to the lord
above
please send you a friend
but your empty pockets
tell you
you ain't got no friend
your baby's crying louder
now
it's pounding in your brain
your wife's screams are
stabbing you
like dirty, drivin' rain
your grass is turnin'
black
there's no water in your well
you spent your last
dollar
on seven shotgun shells
way out in the wilderness
a
cold coyote calls
your eyes fix on that
shotgun
that's hangin' on the wall
your brain is
a-bleedin' now
your legs can't seem to stand
your eyes fix on that
shotgun
you're holdin' in your hand
there's seven
breezes blown
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
somewhere in the distance
seven
new people are born
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