Written by Bob Dylan. This is former 'Beatles legend George Harrison's version.



(George: Like to bring on a friend of us all, Mr. Bob Dylan!)



E			      A        E
Oh, where have you been, my blue eyed son?
      E                        B
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?
       A                       E
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
      A                          E
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
       A                       E
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
           A                   E
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
           A                        E
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
            E                 B           E               A
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
             E   B              E   A  E
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall

      E				A        E
Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son?
      E                        B
Oh, what did you see, my darling young one?
       A                       E
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
       A                       E
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
       A                       E
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
       A                       E
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a bleedin'
       A                       E
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
       A                       E
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
       A                       E
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
            E                 B           E               A
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
             E   B              E   A  E
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall

      E                       A        E
And what did you hear, my blue eyed son?
      E                        B
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
       A                       E
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
       A                       E
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
       A                       E
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a blazin'
       A                       E
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
       A                       E
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
       A                       E
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
       A                       E
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
            E                 B           E               A
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
             E   B              E   A  E
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall

      E                       A        E
Oh, who did you meet, my blue eyed son?
      E                        B
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
       A                       E
I met a young child beside a dead pony
       A                       E
I met a white man who walked a black dog
       A                       E
I met a young woman whose body was burning
       A                       E
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
       A                       E
I met one man who was wounded in love
       A                       E
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
            E                 B           E               A
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
             E   B              E   A  E
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall

      E			      A        E
Oh, what'll you do now, my blue eyed son?
      E                        B
Oh, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
       A                       E
I'm a goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a fallin'
       A                       E
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
       A                       E
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
       A                       E
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
       A                       E
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
       A                       E
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden
       A                       E
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
       A                       E
Where black is the color, where none is the number
       A                       E
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
       A                       E
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
       A                       E
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
       A                       E
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
            E                 B           E               A
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
             E   B              E   A  E
And it's a hard rain's a gonna fall

Enjoy!