A HARD RAIN'S A-GONNA FALL
Bob Dylan
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Oh, | where have you been, my | blue-eyed | son?
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Oh, | where have you been, my darling young | one?
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I’ve | stumbled on the side of | twelve misty | mountains
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I’ve | walked and I’ve crawled on | six crooked | highways
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I’ve | stepped in the middle of | seven sad | forests
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I’ve | been out in front of a | dozen dead | oceans
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I’ve been | ten thousand miles in the | mouth of a | graveyard
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And it’s a | hard, and it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard, and it’s a | hard
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It’s a | hard rai- | --n’s a-gonna f | all
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Oh, | what did you see, my | blue-eyed | son?
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And | what did you see, my darling young | one?
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I saw a | newborn baby with wild | wolves all a | round it
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I saw a | highway of diamonds with | nobody | on it
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I | saw a black branch with | blood that kept | drippin’
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I saw a | room full of men with their | hammers a- | bleedin’
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I | saw a white ladder all | covered with | water
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I saw | ten thousand talkers whose | tongues were all | broken
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I saw | guns and sharp swords in the | hands of young | children
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And it’s a | hard, and it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard, and it’s a | hard
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And it’s a | hard rai- | --n’s a-gonna | fall
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And | what did you hear, my | blue-eyed | son?
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And | what did you hear, my darling young | one?
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I heard the | sound of a thunder that | roared out a | warnin’
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I heard the | roar of a wave that could | drown the whole | world
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I heard | one hundred drummers whose | hands were a- | blazin’
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I heard | ten thousand whisperin’ and | nobody | listenin’
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I heard | one person starve, I heard | many people | laughin’
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I heard the | song of a poet who | died in the | gutter
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I heard the | sound of a clown who | cried in the | alley
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And it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard
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It’s a | hard rai- | --n’s a-gonna | fall
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Oh, | what did you meet, my | blue-eyed | son?
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| Who did you meet, my darling young | one?
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I | met a young child be | side a dead | pony
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I | met a white man who | walked a black | dog
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I | met a young woman whose | body was | burning
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I | met a young girl, she | gave me a | rainbow
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I | met one man who was | wounded in | love
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I | met another man who was | wounded in | hatred
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And it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard
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It’s a | hard rai- | --n’s a-gonna | fall
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And, | what’ll you do now, my | blue-eyed | son?
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And, | what’ll you do now, my darling young | one?
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I’m a- | goin’ back out ’fore the | rain starts a- | fallin’
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I’ll | walk to the depths of the | deepest dark | forest
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Where the | people are many and their | hands are all | empty
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Where the | pellets of poison are | flooding their | waters
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Where the | home in the valley meets the | damp dirty | prison
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And the | executioner’s face is | always well h | idden
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Where | hunger is ugly, where the | souls are for | gotten
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Where | black is the color, where | none is the | number
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And I’ll | tell it and speak it and | think it and | breathe it
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And | reflect from the mountain so | all souls can | see it
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Then I’ll | stand on the ocean un | til I start | sinkin’
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But I’ll | know my song well be | fore I start | singin’
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And it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard, it’s a | hard, and it’s a | hard
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It’s a hard | rai---n’ | s a-gonna | fall
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