Ballad of Hollis Brown Lyrics
This is Bob Dylan telling it like it is. Yes, it is not a happy song, but this is the effect that poverty can have on people. This is what the folk/protest singers are supposed to do...describe social problems in a truthful way, without any sugar on top.
god damn this is so depressing! i think maybe the last verse is talking about how nothing really matters or how evil is always balanced by good
Egad, how you can you prattle on about such a simple song?
For the urban sequel, listen to 'Frankie Teardrop' by Suicide. Then maybe you'll get the message!
I love how he bought 7 shotgun shells, then the last verse says seven people dead
If you think the ending ("Somewhere in the distance, there's seven new people born") is positive in any way, I cannot stress enough how wrong you are. Every verse - every thing that happens to Hollis - is bleak to create a feeling of hopelessness. The seven new people are also being born into a world where this kind of poverty exists, and the same life should be expected for them. It is a very bleak song.
I dont think it's describing a social problem. I relate it closer to Poe's Haunted palace. An outer enviroment which reflects an inner change. Hollis Brown may have lost himself and then lost his farm "Hollis Brown He lived on the outside of town"
This song is somewhat morbid in my opinion. A story which describes one man's dealings with poverty as we know it in the 20th/21st century. Definitely 'no sugar on top' of this tale, personally this song parallels with Steinbecks's 'Grapes of Wrath" as I see it, no romance, just reality.
Oh, the depression of poverty. I disease which could easily be cured by modern soceity. So depressing, isn't it? "Wait only for my bootheels to be wanderin'"
Haunting.
I have a version of this on a Portugesse compilation that is faded out at the 8th verse, and it always sounded to me like 'Way out in the wilderness a cold calvary calls' rather than coyote, and left the imminence of death hanging pregnant. It's not often that misheard Dylan lyrics improve on the actual ones, but I'm not sure that that doesn't. Left unresolved with just the implication, rather than spelt out as the song in full does, it reminds me somewhat of Hemingway's 6 word short story "For Sale. Baby shoes, never worn."