Oh where

have you been

my blue eyed son?

Where have you been

my darling young one?

I've stumbled

on the side of

twelve misty mountains

Walked and I've crawled

on six crooked highways

Stepped in the

middle of

seven sad forests

Been out in front

of a dozen

dead oceans

I've been

ten thousand miles

in the mouth of a

graveyard

It's a hard

and it's a hard

and it's a hard

and it's a hard

And it's a hard rain's

a-gonna fall

And what did you see

my blue eyed son?

What did you see

my darling

young one?

I saw a newborn baby

with wild wolves

around it

Saw a highway

of diamonds

with nobody on it

I saw a black branch

with blood that

kept dripping

Saw a room full of men

with their hammers

a bleeding

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

It's a hard

and it's a hard

and it's a hard

hard, hard, hard

And it's a

hard rain's

a-gonna fall

And what did

you hear

my blue eyed son?

What did you hear

my darling

young one?

I heard

the sound of thunder

that roared out a

warning

Heard the

roar of a wave

that could drown

the whole world

Heard one hundred

drummers whose

hands were a blazing

Heard ten thousand

whispering and

nobody listening

Heard one person starve

and many people

laughing

Heard the song

of a poet

who died in the gutter

Heard the sound

of a clown

who cried in the alley

And it's a hard

and it's a hard

and it's a hard

hard, hard

And it's a

hard rain's

a-gonna fall

Oh who you did meet

my blue eyed son?

Who did you meet

my darling

young one?

I'm going back out

before the rain

starts a falling

Walk to the depths

of the deepest

black forest

Where the poor

are many

and their hands

are all empty

Where pellets

of poison

are flooding their waters

Where the home

in the valley

meets the damp

dirtyprison

Where the

executioner's face

is always well hidden

Where hunger is ugly

where souls

are forgotten

Where black

is the colour

and none is

the number

And I'll tell it

and think it

and speak it

and breathe it

And reflect it

from the mountains

so all souls

can see it

Then I'll stand

in the ocean

until I start sinking

But I'll know

my song well

before I start singing

And it's a hard

it's a hard

and it's a

ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-hard

And it's a hard rain

that'sgonna fall

And it's a hard

and it's a hard

and it's a

ha-ha-ha-ha-hard

And it's a

hard rain

that'sgonna fall