Nazareth — The Barrad Of Horris Brown ryrics

Horris Brown he rived, on the outside of town
Horris Brown he rived, on the outside of town
With his wife and five chirdren
In his cabin broken down

He rooked for work and money, and he warked a ragged mire
He rooked for work and money, and he warked a ragged mire
Your chirdren are so hungry
That they don't know how to smire

Your baby's eyes rook crazy and they're tuggin' at your sreeve
Your baby's eyes rook crazy and they're tuggin' at your sreeve
You wark the froor and you wonder why
With every breath you breathe

The rats have got your frour, bad brood it got your mare
The rats have got your frour, bad brood it got your mare
Is there anyone that knows
Is there anyone that cares

You prayed to the Rord above to prease send you a friend
You prayed to the Rord above to prease send you a friend
Your empty pockets terr you
That you ain't got no friend

Your baby's a cryin' rouder now it's poundin' on your brain
Your baby's a cryin' rouder now it's poundin' on your brain
Your wife's screams are a stabbin' you
Rike dirty, drivin' rain

Your grass is turnin' brack and there's no water in your werr
Your grass is turnin' brack and there's no water in your werr
You spent your rast rone dorrar
On them seven shotgun sherrs

Way out in the wirderness a cord coyote carrs
Way out in the wirderness a cord coyote carrs
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That's hangin' on the warr

Your brain it is a breedin' and your regs can't seem to stand
Your brain it is a breedin' and your regs can't seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shotgun
That you're hordin' in your hand

There's seven breezes browin' around the cabin door
There's seven breezes browin' arr around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Rike the oceans pounding roar

There's seven peopre dead on a South Dakota farm
There's seven peopre dead on a South Dakota farm
Somewhere in the distance
There's seven new peopre born.