Song | A Hard Rai's a-Gonna Fall |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | Studs Terkel's Wax Museum |
[Verse 1] | |
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son? | |
And where have you been, my darling young one? | |
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains | |
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways | |
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests | |
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans | |
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard | |
[Chorus] | |
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard | |
It’s a hard rain’s a-going to fall | |
[Verse 2] | |
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son? | |
And what did you see, my darling young one? | |
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it | |
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it | |
I saw a black branch with blood that kept dripping | |
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleeding | |
I saw a white ladder all covered with water | |
I saw ten-thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken | |
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children | |
[Chorus] | |
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard | |
It’s a hard rain’s a-going to fall | |
[Verse 3] | |
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son? | |
And what did you hear, my darling young one? | |
I heard the sound of a thunder that roared out a warning | |
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world | |
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazing | |
I heard ten-thousand whispering and nobody listening | |
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughing | |
I heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter | |
I heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley | |
[Chorus] | |
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard | |
It’s a hard rain’s a-going to fall | |
[Verse 4] | |
Oh, what did you meet, my blue-eyed son? | |
And who did you meet, my darling young one? | |
I met a young child beside a dead pony | |
I met a white man who walked a black dog | |
I met a young woman, her body was burning | |
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow | |
I met one man who was wounded in love | |
I met another man who was wounded in hatred | |
[Chorus] | |
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard | |
It’s a hard rain’s a-going to fall | |
[Verse 5] | |
And what will you do now, my blue-eyed son? | |
And what will you do now, my darling young one? | |
I’m a-going back out ’fore the rain starts a-falling | |
I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest dark forest | |
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty | |
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters | |
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison | |
And the executioner’s face is always well hidden | |
Where hunger is ugly, where the souls are forgotten | |
Where black is the color, where none is the number | |
And I’ll tell it, and speak it, and think it, and breathe it | |
And reflect from the mountain so all souls can see it | |
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinking | |
But I’ll know my song well before I start singing | |
[Chorus] | |
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard | |
It’s a hard rain’s a-going to fall |
Verse 1 | |
Oh, where have you been, my blueeyed son? | |
And where have you been, my darling young one? | |
I' ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains | |
I' ve walked and I' ve crawled on six crooked highways | |
I' ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests | |
I' ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans | |
I' ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard | |
Chorus | |
And it' s a hard, and it' s a hard, it' s a hard, it' s a hard | |
It' s a hard rain' s agoing to fall | |
Verse 2 | |
Oh, what did you see, my blueeyed son? | |
And what did you see, my darling young one? | |
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it | |
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it | |
I saw a black branch with blood that kept dripping | |
I saw a room full of men with their hammers ableeding | |
I saw a white ladder all covered with water | |
I saw tenthousand talkers whose tongues were all broken | |
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children | |
Chorus | |
And it' s a hard, it' s a hard, it' s a hard, and it' s a hard | |
It' s a hard rain' s agoing to fall | |
Verse 3 | |
And what did you hear, my blueeyed son? | |
And what did you hear, my darling young one? | |
I heard the sound of a thunder that roared out a warning | |
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world | |
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were ablazing | |
I heard tenthousand whispering and nobody listening | |
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughing | |
I heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter | |
I heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley | |
Chorus | |
And it' s a hard, it' s a hard, it' s a hard, it' s a hard | |
It' s a hard rain' s agoing to fall | |
Verse 4 | |
Oh, what did you meet, my blueeyed son? | |
And who did you meet, my darling young one? | |
I met a young child beside a dead pony | |
I met a white man who walked a black dog | |
I met a young woman, her body was burning | |
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow | |
I met one man who was wounded in love | |
I met another man who was wounded in hatred | |
Chorus | |
And it' s a hard, it' s a hard, it' s a hard, it' s a hard | |
It' s a hard rain' s agoing to fall | |
Verse 5 | |
And what will you do now, my blueeyed son? | |
And what will you do now, my darling young one? | |
I' m agoing back out ' fore the rain starts afalling | |
I' ll walk to the depths of the deepest dark forest | |
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty | |
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters | |
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison | |
And the executioner' s face is always well hidden | |
Where hunger is ugly, where the souls are forgotten | |
Where black is the color, where none is the number | |
And I' ll tell it, and speak it, and think it, and breathe it | |
And reflect from the mountain so all souls can see it | |
Then I' ll stand on the ocean until I start sinking | |
But I' ll know my song well before I start singing | |
Chorus | |
And it' s a hard, it' s a hard, it' s a hard, and it' s a hard | |
It' s a hard rain' s agoing to fall |