Bob Dylan/The Band "Ballad of Hollis Brown" Seattle 1974

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  • Dylan/Band Tour '74. Afternoon show Seattle February 9, 1974.
    Rough recording, audio improved, posted for historic significance. Ferocious performance.
    Bob Dylan- vocal, guitar
    Robbie Robertson- lead guitar
    Rick Danko- bass
    Richard Manuel- piano
    Garth Hudson- organ, keys
    Levon Helm- drums
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    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 breakin' down
    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 a-tuggin' at your sleeve
    Your baby's eyes look crazy
    They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
    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 has 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 grass is turning black
    There's no water in your well
    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
    Your eyes fix on the shotgun
    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 shotgun
    That you're holdin' in your hand
    There's seven breezes a-blowin'
    All around the cabin door
    There's seven breezes a-blowin'
    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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