A E A D E
[Verse]
A E A
Oh, where have you been, my blue eyed son?
A D E
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
D E A
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
D E A
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
D E A
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
D E A
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
D E A
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
A E A D
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
A E A D E
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall
[Verse]
A E A
And what did you hear, my blue eyed son?
A D E
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
D E A
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
D E A
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
D E A
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a blazin'
D E A
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
D E A
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
D E A
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
A E A
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
A E A D
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
A E A D E
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall
[Verse]
A E A
Oh, who did you meet, my blue eyed son?
A D E
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
D E A
I met a young child beside a dead pony
D E A
I met a white man who walked a black dog
D E A
I met a young woman whose body was burning
D E A
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
D E A
I met one man who was wounded in love
D E A
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
A E A D
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
A E A D E
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall
[Verse]
A E A
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue eyed son?
A D E
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
D E A
I'm a goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a fallin'
D E A
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
D E A
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
D E A
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
D E A
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
A E A
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden
A E A
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
A E A
Where black is the color, where none is the number
A E A
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
A E A
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
A E A
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
A E A
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
A E A D
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
A E A D E
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall
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