Tell me, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
Where have you been, my darling young one?

I've stumbled up on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled over six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans

And it's a hard, and it's a hard, well it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Tell me, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
What did you see, my darling young one?

I saw a black branch drippin', with blood all around it
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken

And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, oh yeah
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Tell me what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
What did you hear, my darling young one?

I heard a one hundred drummers hands were a-blazin'
Ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard a one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
I heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter

And It's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, oh hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Well, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
What'll you do now, my darling young one?

Well, I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
But I know my song well and I sure won't forget it

'Cause it's a hard, and it's a hard, well it's a hard, oh yeah
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall