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Rainbow Girls
Rainbow Girls
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
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Where have you been, my blue-eyed son? Where have you been, my darling young one? I've stumbled on the edge of twelve misty mountains I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways I've stood in the center of a dozen dead oceans I've been ten thousand miles in the mouths of the graveyard And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall What did you see, my blue-eyed son? What did you see, my darling young one? I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin' I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin' I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children It's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall What did you hear, my blue-eyed son? What did you hear, my darling young one? I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin' Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter I heard ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken It's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall Well, what did you meet, my blue-eyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? I met a young child beside a dead pony I met a white man who walked a black dog I met three young women, they gave me a rainbow I met one man who was wounded in love I met another man who was wounded in hatred And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall Oh, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son? Oh, what'll you do now, my darling one? I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin' Where the people are many and their hands are all empty Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison Where the executioner's face is always well hidden And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin' But I'll know my song well before I start singin' it And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
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