A Hard Rains A-Gonna Fall, Bob Dylan (Chords and Lyrics)
From Songs
“Hard times create strong men, strong men create good times, good times create weak men, and weak men create hard times.”G. , Michael Hopf,
Verse
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D(A)(B) | G(D)(B) | D(A)(B) | D(A)(B) | G(D)(B) | A(E)(C#) | ||||||||
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Oh | where have you been | my | blue-eyed | son | and | where have you been | my | darling young | one | Refrain1
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Oh | what did you see | my | blue-eyed | son | and | what did you see | my | darling young | one | Refrain2
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Oh | what did you hear | my | blue-eyed | son | and | what did you hear | my | darling young | one | Refrain3
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Oh | what’ll you do now | my | blue-eyed | son | and | what’ll you do now | my | darling young | one | Refrain4
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Refrain1
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Refrain2
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D/G(D)(B) | D/A(E)(C#) | D(A)(B) | D/G(D)(B) | D/A(E)(C#) | D(A)(B) | ||||||||
I've | stumbled on the side of | twelve misty | mountains | I saw a newborn baby with | wild wolves all a- | round it | |||||||
I've | walked and I’ve crawled on | six crooked | highways | I saw a highway of | diamonds with nobody | on it | |||||||
I've | stepped in the middle of | seven sad | forests | I saw a black branch with | blood that kept | drippin’ | |||||||
I've | swam in the middle of a | dozen dead | oceans | I saw a room full of men | with their hammers a- | bleedin’ | |||||||
I've | been ten thousand miles in the | mouth of a | graveyard | I saw a white ladder | all covered with | water | |||||||
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 | ||||||||||
D(A)(B) | A(E)(C#) | D(A)(B) | G(D)(B) | D(A)(B) | A(E)(C#) | D(A)(B) | |||||||
And it's a Hard | it's a | hard | It's a | hard | It's a | hard | It's a | Hard rain | ... | is gonna | fall | ||
Chorus
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Chorus
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D/G(D)(B) | D/A(E)(C#) | D(A)(B) | D/G(D)(B) | D/A(E)(C#) | D(A)(B) | ||||||||
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin’ | I met a young child beside a dead pony | ||||||||||||
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world | I met a white man who walked a black dog | ||||||||||||
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’ | I met a young woman whose body was burning | ||||||||||||
Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’ | I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow | ||||||||||||
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’ | I met one man who was wounded in love | ||||||||||||
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter | I met another man who was wounded with hatred | ||||||||||||
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley | |||||||||||||
Chorus
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Chorus
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D/G(D)(B) | D/A(E)(C#) | D(A)(B) | D/G(D)(B) | D/A(E)(C#) | D(A)(B) | ||||||||
I’m a-goin’ back out ’fore the rain starts a-fallin’ | And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it | ||||||||||||
I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest | And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it | ||||||||||||
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty | Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’ | ||||||||||||
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters | But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’ | ||||||||||||
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison | |||||||||||||
Where the executioner’s face is always well hidden | |||||||||||||
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten | |||||||||||||
Where black is the color, where none is the number |