He looked for work and money
and he walked a ragged mile
He looked for work and money
and he walked a ragged 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 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?
He prayed to the Lord above,
oh please send you a friend
He 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 baby's a-cryin' louder
now, it's a poundin' on your brain
Your baby's a-cryin' louder
now, it's a poundin' on your brain
Your wife's screams a-stabbin
you like the dirty driving 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
You spent your last long 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 your 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
Somehere in the distance,
there's seven new people born
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