Tell me, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
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Where have you been, my darling young one?
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I've stumbled up on the side of twelve misty mountains
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I've walked and I've crawled over six crooked highways
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I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
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I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
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And it's a hard, and it's a hard, well it's a hard, and it's a hard
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It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
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Tell me, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
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What did you see, my darling young one?
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I saw a black branch drippin', with blood all around it
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I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
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I saw a white ladder all covered with water
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I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
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And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, oh yeah
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It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
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Tell me what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
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What did you hear, my darling young one?
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I heard a one hundred drummers hands were a-blazin'
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Ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
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I heard a one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
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I heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
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And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, oh hard
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It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
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Well, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
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What'll you do now, my darling young one?
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Well, I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
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Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
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Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
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But I know my song well and I sure won't forget it
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'Cause it's a hard, and it's a hard, well it's a hard, oh yeah
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It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
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A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall
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Leon Russell |