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Ballad Of Hollis Brown 1

Bob Dylan © 1963 by M.Witmark & Sons

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)


25 Apr 1963
cd imgIN THE PINES (T-645)

7 Aug 1963
cd imgTHE TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN'

  Live, The Bear, Chicago IL - 25.apr.1963  
  The Times They Are a-Changin' session 2, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 7.aug.1963  

Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside of town
Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside of town
With his wife an' five children
An' his cabin broken down.

You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile.

Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor an' 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 you
That you ain't a-got no friend.

Your babies a-cryin' louder now
It's a-poundin' on your brain
Your babies a-cryin' louder now
It's a-poundin' on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain.

Your grass is turnin' black
There's no water in your well
Your grass is turnin' black
There's no water in your well
You spent your last long dollar
On seven shot gun shells.

Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
That's hangin' on the wall.

Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
And your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
That you're holdin' in your hand.

There's seven breezes blowin'
All around the cabin door
There's seven breezes blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean's poundin' roar.

There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
Somewheres in the distance
There's seven new people born.  up
    

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Ballad Of Hollis Brown 2


15 Oct 1962
cd imgTHE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION #3
cd imgFOLK SINGER-HUMDINGER Just About As Good As It Gets!
cd imgGASLIGHT TAPES (T-104)

  Live, Gaslight Cafˇ, NYC - 15.oct.1962  

Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside of town
Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside of town
With his wife an' five children
An' his cabin fallin' down.

You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile.

Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor an' wonder why
With every breath you breathe.

There's bedbugs on your baby's bed
There's chinches on your wife
There's bedbugs on your baby's bed
There's chinches on your wife
Gangrene's snuck in your side
It's a-cuttin' you like a knife.

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
You ain't a-got no money
You ain't a-got no friend.

Your babies a-cryin' louder
It's a-poundin' on your brain
Your babies a-cryin' louder now
It's a-poundin' on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin'
Like the dirty drivin' rain.

Your grass is turnin' brown
There's no water in your well
Your grass is turnin' brown
There's no water in your well
You spent your last long dollar
On seven shot gun shells.

Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
That's a-hangin' on the wall.

Your brain is a-bleedin'
An' your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
An' your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
You're holdin' in your hand.

Seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
There's seven breezes blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots sound out
Like the ocean's poundin' 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.  up
    

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Ballad Of Hollis Brown 3


14 Nov 1962
cd imgTHE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION
cd imgTHE FREEWHEELIN' OUTTAKES 1962 SESSIONS
cd imgTHE FREEWHEELIN' BOB DYLAN OUTTAKES (T-304)

  The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan session 6, Columbia Studio A, NYC - 14.nov.1962, take 2, CO 77003-2  

Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside o' town
Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside o' town
With his wife an' five children
An' his cabin fallin' down.

You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile.

There's bedbugs on your babies' bed
An' there's chinches on your wife
There's bedbugs on your babies' bed
There's chinches on your wife
Gangrene's snuck in your side
It's a-cuttin' you like a knife.

Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor an' 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
You ain't a-got no money, boy
You ain't a-got no friend.

Your babies are a-cryin' louder
It's a-poundin' on your brain
Your babies are a-cryin' louder now
It's a-poundin' on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin'
Like the dirty drivin' rain.

Your grass is turnin' black
There is no water in your well
Your grass is turnin' black
There is no water in your well
You spent your last long dollar
On seven shot gun shells.

Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
That's a-hangin' on the wall.

Your brain is a-bleedin'
An' your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
An' your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
That you're holdin' in your hand.

There's seven breezes blowin'
All around the cabin door
There's seven breezes a-blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots sing out
Like the ocean's poundin' 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.  up
    

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Ballad Of Hollis Brown 4


Dec 1962
cd imgTHE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 9 THE WITMARK DEMOS
cd imgTHROUGH A BULLET OF LIGHT (WITMARK DEMOS) (T-378)

  Witmark demo, NYC - december 1962   

This is The Rise and Fall of Hollis Brown

Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside of town
Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside of town
With his wife an' five children
An' his cabin fallin' down.

You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile.

There's bedbugs on your babies
An' there's chinches on your wife
There's bedbugs on your babies
An' there's chinches on your wife
Gangrene's snuck in your side
It's a-cuttin' you like a knife.

Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor an' 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
You ain't a-got no money, man
You ain't a-got no friend.

Your babies a-cryin' louder now
It's a-poundin' on your brain
Your babies are cryin' louder now
It's poundin' on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain.

Your grass is turnin' brown
There is no water in your well
Your grass is turnin' brown
There is no water in your well
You spent your last long dollar
On seven shot gun shells.

Out on the mountain top
A cold coyote calls
Yes, out on the mountain
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
That's a-hangin' on the wall.

Your brain is a-bleedin'
An' your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
An' your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
That you're holdin' in your hand.

Seven breezes a-blowin'
All around your cabin door
There's seven breezes blowin'
All around your cabin door
Seven shots sound out
Like the ocean's poundin' 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.  up
    

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Ballad Of Hollis Brown 5


10 May 1963
cd imgIN CONCERT BRANDEIS UNIVERSITY 1963

  Live, Brandeis University Folk Festival , Waltham MA - 10.may.1963 

This is a true story.

Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside of town
Hollis Brown, he lived
On the outside of town
With his wife an' five children
An' his cabin fallin' down.

You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work an' money
An' you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don't know how to smile.

Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
Your babies' eyes look crazy
They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
You walk the floor an' wonder why
With every breath you breathe.

There's bedbugs on your babies' bed
There's chinches on your wife
There's bedbugs on your babies' bed
There's chinches on your wife
Gangrene's snuck in your side
It's a-cuttin' you like a knife.

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
You ain't got that much money, boy
You ain't a-got no friend.

Your babies a-cryin' louder now
It's a-poundin' on your brain
Your babies a-cryin' louder now
It's a-poundin' on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain.

Your grass is turnin' black
There is no water in your well
Your grass is turnin' black
There is no water in your well
You spent your last long dollar
On seven shot gun shells.

Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
That's a-hangin' on the wall.

Your brain is a-bleedin'
An' your legs can't seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin'
An' your legs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shot gun
That you're holdin' in your hand.

There's seven breezes blowin'
All around your cabin door
There's seven breezes blowin'
All around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean's poundin' roar.

There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
There's seven people dead
On a South Dakota farm
Somewheres in the distance
There's seven new people born.  up
    

 Recording dates & record list

22 Sep 1962 THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION #2
15 Oct 1962 2 THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION #3
FOLK SINGER-HUMDINGER Just About As Good As It Gets!
GASLIGHT TAPES (b)
14 Nov 1962 3 THE 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION
THE FREEWHEELIN' OUTTAKES 1962 SESSIONS
THE FREEWHEELIN' BOB DYLAN OUTTAKES (b)
Dec 1962 4 THE BOOTLEG SERIES Vol. 9 THE WITMARK DEMOS
THROUGH A BULLET OF LIGHT (WITMARK DEMOS) (b)
3 Mar 1963 ONE PUSH OF THE BUTTON: TV SHOWS (PART 1) (b)
12 Apr 1963 STOLEN MOMENTS: NEW YORK TOWN HALL 12TH APRIL 1963 (b)
25 Apr 1963 1 IN THE PINES (b)
10 May 1963 5 IN CONCERT BRANDEIS UNIVERSITY 1963
7 Aug 1963 1 THE TIMES THEY ARE A-CHANGIN'
26 Oct 1963 LIVE AT CARNEGIE HALL 1963
UNRAVELLED TALES: CARNEGIE HALL 26TH OCTOBER 1963 (b)
17 May 1964 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION 1964
10 Oct 1964 50TH ANNIVERSARY COLLECTION 1964 #2
1 June 1965 ONE PUSH OF THE BUTTON: TV SHOWS (PART 1) (b) #2
1 June 1965 GWW BBC BROADCAST (vb)
14 Jan 1974 LOVE SONGS FOR AMERICA (b)
17 Jan 1974 BOB DYLAN / THE BAND (vb)
18 June 1988 THE CRITICS CHOICE Vol. 4 (b)
10 June 1989 BUFFALO SKINNERS (b)
19 May 1993 FRIENDS WILL ARRIVE: STUDIO SESSIONS TAKE 1 (b)