[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:29.88]Hollis Brown
[00:30.78]He lived on the outside of town
[00:40.20]Hollis Brown
[00:42.78]He lived on the outside of town
[00:48.21]With his wife and five children
[00:51.12]And his cabin brokin' down.
[00:56.61]You looked for work and money
[00:59.52]And you walked a rugged mile
[01:05.16]You looked for work and money
[01:07.89]And you walked a rugged mile
[01:09.57]Your children are so hungry
[01:16.20]That they don't know how to smile.
[01:21.69]Your baby's eyes look crazy
[01:24.81]They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
[01:30.09]Your baby's eyes look crazy
[01:32.19]They're a-tuggin' at your sleeve
[01:38.40]You walk the floor and wonder why
[01:41.70]With every breath you breathe.
[01:43.14]The rats have got your flour
[01:43.74]Bad blood it got your mare
[01:44.40]The rats have got your flour
[01:45.00]Bad blood it got your mare
[01:45.66]If there's anyone that knows
[01:46.20]Is there anyone that cares ?
[01:46.98]You prayed to the Lord above
[01:48.96]Oh please send you a friend
[01:55.26]You prayed to the Lord above
[01:57.36]Oh please send you a friend
[02:03.54]Your empty pocket tell you
[02:05.67]That you ain't a-got no friend.
[02:28.80]Your babies are crying louder now
[02:31.17]It's pounding on your brain
[02:38.19]Your babies are crying louder now
[02:40.44]It's pounding on your brain
[02:47.73]Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
[02:49.56]Like the dirty drivin' rain.
[02:55.05]Your grass is turning black
[02:56.94]There's no water in your well
[03:03.48]Your grass is turning black
[03:05.25]There's no water in your well
[03:10.89]Your spent your last lone dollar
[03:12.81]On seven shotgun shels.
[03:14.70]Way out in the wilderness
[03:24.66]A cold coyote calls
[03:31.26]Way out in the wilderness
[03:33.00]A cold coyote calls
[03:34.77]Your eyes fix on the shortgun
[03:42.27]That's hangin' on the wall.
[03:47.67]Your brain is a-bleedin'
[03:49.50]And your legs can't seem to stand
[03:56.10]Your brain is a-bleedin'
[03:57.84]And your legs can't seem to stand
[03:59.91]Your eyes fix on the shortgun
[04:06.39]That you're holdin' in your hand.
[04:24.54]There's seven breezes a-blowin'
[04:26.37]All around the cabin door
[04:32.97]There's seven breezes a-blowin'
[04:34.83]All around the cabin door
[04:40.62]Seven shots ring out
[04:42.03]Like the ocean's pounding roar.
[04:52.11]There's seven people dead
[04:54.06]On a south Dakota farm
[05:01.56]There's seven people dead
[05:03.48]On a south Dakota farm
[05:09.27]Somewhere in the distance
[05:11.07]There's seven new people born.

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
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.
You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
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 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 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 pocket tell you
That you ain't a-got no friend.
Your babies are crying louder now
It's pounding on your brain
Your babies are crying louder now
It's pounding on your brain
Your wife's screams are stabbin' you
Like the dirty drivin' rain.
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 shels.
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shortgun
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 shortgun
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.