A hard rain`s gonna fall (midi)    (sample)

               C                                    G              C

1. Oh, where have you been my blue-eyed son,

                                                                            G

    oh, where have you been, my darling young one?

              F                                     G                 C

    I`ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,

             F                                         G                 C

    I`ve walked and I`ve crawled on six crooked highways,

             F                                    G              C

    I`ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,

                     F                             G                C

    I`ve been out in the front of a dozen dead oceans,

                     F                                         G               C

    I`ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard.

                  C                      G               C

And it`s a hard, and it`s a hard, it`s a hard,

                  F               C              -  G              C   - F - C

and it`s a hard, it`s a hard rain`s      a gonna fall.

             C                               G              C

2. Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son,

                                                                    G

    oh, what did you see, my darling young one?

                  F                              G               C

    I saw a new born baby with wolves all around it,

                  F                                        G         C

    I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,

        F                                      G                     C

    I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin` ,

                  F                                       G                   C

    I saw a room full of men with their hammers a bleedin` ,

       F                                 G                    C

    I saw a white ladder all covered with water,

               F                                          G                          C

    I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,

                F                                             G                       C

    I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children.

                  C                      G               C

And it`s a hard, and it`s a hard, it`s a hard,

                  F                C             - G                C   - F - C

and it`s a hard, it`s a hard rain`s       a gonna fall.

             C                                 G              C

3. And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son,

                                                                       G

    and what did you hear, my darling young one?

                        F                                G                  C

    I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin` ,

                      F                                       G                        C

    heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,

               F                                                   G                   C

    heard one thousand drummers whose hands were a blazing,

               F                                             G         C

    heard ten thousand whisperin` and nobody listenin` ,

                F                                         G                  C

    heard one person starve, I heard many people laughing,

                      F                             G               C

    heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,

                       F                                 G              C

    heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley.

                  C                      G               C

And it`s a hard, and it`s a hard, it`s a hard,

                   F                 C               - G                 C   - F - C

and it`s a hard, it`s a hard rain`s       a gonna fall.

            C                                  G             C

4. Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son,

                                                                G

    who did you meet, my darling young one?

       F                            G                  C

    I met a young girl beside a dead pony,

       F                                  G                     C

    I met a white man who walked a black dog,

    F                                     G              C

    I   met a woman whose body was burning,

       F                                 G               C

    I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,

       F                                    G                C

    I met one man who was wounded in love,

                 F                                 G                   C

    I met another man who was wounded with hatred.

                   C                     G               C

And it`s a hard, and it`s a hard, it`s a hard,

                  F                C              - G                C   - F - C

and it`s a hard, it`s a hard rain`s       a gonna fall.

            C                                 G              C

5. Oh what`ll you do now my blue-eyed son,

                                                                       G

    oh what`ll you do now, my darling young man?

            F                                    G                 C

    I`m going back out `fore the rain starts a falling,

          F                                     G                   C

    I`ll walk to the depth of the deepest black forest,

                       F                                        G                  C

    where the people are many and their hands are all empty,

                      F                                G                   C

    where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,

                      F                                             G               C

    where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,

                            F                         G                 C

    where the executioner`s face is always well hidden,

                 F                                 G                C

    where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten,

                 F                                       G               C

    where black is the colour, where none is the number,

                F                                  G                  C

    and I`ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,

                F                                          G                   C

    and reflect it from the mountain, so all souls can see it,

                    F                              G            C

    then I`ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin`,

               F                               G               C

    but I know my song well before I start singin`.

                  C                       G              C

And it`s a hard, and it`s a hard, it`s a hard,

                  F               C               - G               C   - F - C

and it`s a hard, it`s a hard rain`s       a gonna fall.

    (Bob Dylan)