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 mountainsD E A I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highwaysD E A I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forestsD E A I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceansD E A I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyardA E A D And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hardA 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 worldD 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 gutterA E A Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alleyA E A D And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hardA 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 ponyD E A I met a white man who walked a black dogD E A I met a young woman whose body was burningD E A I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbowD E A I met one man who was wounded in loveD E A I met another man who was wounded with hatredA E A D And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hardA 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 forestD E A Where the people are many and their hands are all emptyD E A Where the pellets of poison are flooding their watersD E A Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prisonA E A Where the executioner's face is always well hiddenA E A Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgottenA E A Where black is the color, where none is the numberA E A And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe itA E A And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see itA 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 hardA E A D E And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall
A Hard Rains Gonna Fall
Edie Brickell & New Bohemians
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