From: [email protected] (Aaron J. Lukacsko)
Here are the lyrics:
Oh, where have you been my blue eyed son?
Oh where have you been my darling young one?
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways,
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And It’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard and it’s a hard, and it’s
A hard rain’s gonna fall.
Oh what did you see my blue eyed son?
Oh what did you see my darling young one?
I saw a new born baby with wild wolves 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 a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it’s a Hard (etc.)
And what did you hear by blue eyed son?
And 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 hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’,
Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’,
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’,
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it’s a hard (etc.)
Oh, who 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 a woman whose body was burning,
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
I met one man whose wounded in love,
I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
And it’s a hard (etc.)
Oh what’ll you do now my blue eyed son?
Oh, what’ll you do now my darling young one?
I’m goin’ back out ‘fore the rain starts a fallin’,
I’ll walk to the depth 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,
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,
And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
And reflect it from the mountains 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’,
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard,
It’s a hard rain’s gonna fall…
Hope this helps you out…
(BTW: You said it’s easy to play?? Sure, it’s a simple progression, but the
Song was written in Eb, which (at least for me) is a pain the butt to play
In. Oh well, have fun…)
—
Aaron J. Lukacsko
([email protected])
From: [email protected] (Andrew Rogers)
OK, and I’ll add the basic chords. The song’s in E, but it’s actually played
In D and capoed at the second fret:
D G D
Oh, where have you been my blue-eyed son?
D A7
And where have you been my darling young one?
G/D (xx0433) A/D (xx0655) D
I’ve stumbled on the sides of twelve misty mountains…
D A7
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard
D G
it’s a hard, it’s a hard
D A7 D
it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.
Here are the lyrics:
Oh, where have you been my blue eyed son?
Oh where have you been my darling young one?
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways,
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And It’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard and it’s a hard, and it’s
A hard rain’s gonna fall.
Oh what did you see my blue eyed son?
Oh what did you see my darling young one?
I saw a new born baby with wild wolves 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 a white ladder all covered with water,
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
And it’s a Hard (etc.)
And what did you hear by blue eyed son?
And 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 hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’,
Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’,
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’,
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
And it’s a hard (etc.)
Oh, who 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 a woman whose body was burning,
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
I met one man whose wounded in love,
I met another man who was wounded with hatred,
And it’s a hard (etc.)
Oh what’ll you do now my blue eyed son?
Oh, what’ll you do now my darling young one?
I’m goin’ back out ‘fore the rain starts a fallin’,
I’ll walk to the depth 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,
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,
And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it,
And reflect it from the mountains 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’,
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard,
It’s a hard rain’s gonna fall…
Hope this helps you out…
(BTW: You said it’s easy to play?? Sure, it’s a simple progression, but the
Song was written in Eb, which (at least for me) is a pain the butt to play
In. Oh well, have fun…)
—
Aaron J. Lukacsko
([email protected])
From: [email protected] (Andrew Rogers)
OK, and I’ll add the basic chords. The song’s in E, but it’s actually played
In D and capoed at the second fret:
D G D
Oh, where have you been my blue-eyed son?
D A7
And where have you been my darling young one?
G/D (xx0433) A/D (xx0655) D
I’ve stumbled on the sides of twelve misty mountains…
D A7
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard
D G
it’s a hard, it’s a hard
D A7 D
it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.
