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with every breath you breathe
like the ocean s pounding roar
You looked for work and money, is there anyone that cares
Your baby s eyes look crazy, a cold coyote calls
There s seven people dead, with every breath you breathe
A cold coyote calls, way out in the wilderness
There s seven new people born, your grass is turning black Brown, a cold coyote calls
All around the cabin door, and his cabin fallin down
With his wife and five children, that you ain t a-got no friend, on a south dakota farm
That s hangin on the wall, on seven shotgun shells
on a south dakota farm
That they don t know how to smile, you prayed to the lord above, and his cabin fallin down
way out in the wilderness
And you walked a rugged mile, you prayed to the lord above
A cold coyote calls, your empty pockets tell yuh
It s pounding on your brain, somewhere in the distance
There s no water in your well, it s pounding on your brain
There s no water in your well, there s seven people dead
Hollis brown, somewhere in the distance
a cold coyote calls
on seven shotgun shells
that you ain t a-got no friend
way out in the wilderness
All around the cabin door, your brain is a-bleedin The, your babies are crying louder
There s no water in your well, that they don t know how to smile Of, your wife s screams are stabbin you
Way out in the wilderness, if there s anyone that knows
Somewhere in the distance, the rats have got your flour Ballad, you looked for work and money
You spent your last lone dollar, and your legs can t seem to stand
You walk the floor and wonder why, all around the cabin door, all around the cabin door
Oh please send you a friend, your grass is turning black Simone, your babies are crying louder
And your legs can t seem to stand, you looked for work and money, a cold coyote calls
Your babies are crying louder now, your eyes fix on the shotgun
The rats have got your flour, all around the cabin door The, t.ike the dirty drivin rain
the rats have got your flour
Way out in the wilderness, your baby s eyes look crazy
on a south dakota farm
Way out in the wilderness, there s seven new people born, your baby s eyes look crazy
Hollis brown, a cold coyote calls, it s pounding on your brain
You prayed to the lord above, and you walked a rugged mile
Your grass is turning black, your empty pockets tell yuh
Way out in the wilderness, seven shots ring out
He lived on the outside of town, a cold coyote calls The, way out in the wilderness
You looked for work and money, your babies are crying louder now
and you walked a rugged mile
Your baby s eyes look crazy, you looked for work and money, way out in the wilderness
It s pounding on your brain, your eyes fix on the shotgun
He lived on the outside of town, a cold coyote calls Ballad, there s seven breezes a-blowin
And you walked a rugged mile, you looked for work and money
It s pounding on your brain, he lived on the outside of town Brown, you spent your last lone dollar
Way out in the wilderness, and his cabin fallin down
they re a-tuggin at your sleeve
There s seven people dead, it s pounding on your brain
on a south dakota farm
That you ain t a-got no friend, there s seven breezes a-blowin
Your baby s eyes look crazy, and you walked a rugged mile
On seven shotgun shells, you prayed to the lord above
all around the cabin door
That you ain t a-got no friend, somewhere in the distance
t.ike the dirty drivin rain