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Ryan Bingham and The Dead Horses "Dylan's Hard Rain" 10/21/09 The Nick Birmingham, AL
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Bingham
Ryan Bingham
Performer
Janice Hudgins
Janice Hudgins
Accordion
Larry Meyers
Larry Meyers
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Bingham
Ryan Bingham
Composer

Lyrics

Well, I'm a homeless man With my thumb in the wind I sure miss my kin but then again I'm on the road with a song for you I took a step, I lost a bet They cut off my tongue, now they're full of regret Careful what you say If they ain't gonna listen anyway Just make the cash, bet on the past Everybody's so afraid to be last You can't take back everythin' you leave behind Is everybody so ashamed For lettin' it all slide? Is everybody so afraid? Mr. Dylan's Hard Rain was fair warnin' On a shake down in the alley Breakin' people's faces, gonna start you up a rally I've never seen a day in the sun with the gun That's loaded for you There's some hippies in the back room Rockin' and a-rollin' and a-smokin' to an old tune Someone took the guitar and a match And set peace on fire Hey my brother, what is wrong? You lost all your money on the corner rollin' bones Give him your cash, motherfucker He's too fast for you Is everybody so ashamed For lettin' it all slide? Is everybody so afraid? Mr. Dylan's Hard Rain was fair warnin' On the TV, there's a white man Too much make up on his wife with God's plan I guess the religious vote made it to Congress And on the border of Tijuana People are growin' truck loads of marijuana Maybe someday our friends will be American farmers Then the necklace in the south A few hopeless people still hangin' it around The wind's gonna cut you down in the long run Is everybody so ashamed For lettin' it all slide? I won't be afraid Mr. Dylan's Hard Rain is where it's pourin' in, fair warnin' So can we save us from today? The hands of the wretched are the ones gettin' paid Everythin' stays the same, if you don't change it And all the dreams will bust at the seam It all goes down in the mighty machine You don't care now, but someday you might need it I heard the whistle start to blowin' Then I saw the mountain in the back come tumblin' Everybody's wishin' they could get out of the way Everybody's wishin' they could dig their ass out of the grave
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