A HARD RAIN'S A-GONNA FALL  (Bob Dylan)
 
 
     D       
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
                                         A  
Oh where have you been my darling young one?
       G                      D
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
      G                          D
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
      G                        D
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
      G                      D
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
           G                         D
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard


                             A            D
And It's a hard, and it's a hard, It's a hard 
             G              D         D A           D  G D
and It's a hard and it's a hard rain's     a gonna fall


     D
Oh what did you see, my blue eyed son?
                                        A
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
         G                       D
I saw a new born baby with wild wolves all around it
         G                        D
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
   G                        D 
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin?
         G                           D    
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin?
   G                      D 
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
       G                          D
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
       G                            D
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children 


                             A            D
And It's a hard, and it's a hard, It's a hard 
             G              D         D A           D  G D
and It's a hard and it's a hard rain's     a gonna fall


      D
And what did you hear my blue eyed son?
                                         A
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
              G                     D
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
           G                          D
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
       G                           D    
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a blazin'
       G                           D
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
       G                         D
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
            G                 D
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
            G                    D
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley, 


                             A            D
And It's a hard, and it's a hard, It's a hard 
             G              D         D A           D  G D
and It's a hard and it's a hard rain's     a gonna fall


     D
Oh, who did you meet, my blue eyed son'
                                       A
Oh, who did you meet my darling young one'
   G                   D
I met a young child beside a dead pony
   G                   D 
I met a white man who walked a black dog
   G                 D
I met a woman whose body was burning
   G                     D
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
   G                    D
I met one man who was wounded in love
   G                        D
I met another man who was wounded with hatred 


                             A            D
And It's a hard, and it's a hard, It's a hard 
             G              D         D A           D  G D
and It's a hard and it's a hard rain's     a gonna fall


      D
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue eyed son?
                                         A
Oh what'll you do now, my darling young one?
             G                  D
I'm a goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a fallin'
      G                        D
I'll walk to the depth of the deepest black forest
           G                         D
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
           G                      D   
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
           G                            D
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
          G                     D
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden
       G                     D   
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
        G                       D
Where black is the color, where none is the number
          G                         D
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it 
        G                            D
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
            G                   D 
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin' 
          G                   D
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'                          


                             A            D
And It's a hard, and it's a hard, It's a hard 
             G              D         D A           D  G D
and It's a hard and it's a hard rain's     a gonna fall