And it's (C)hard, and it's (G)hard, and it's (C)hard, and it's (F)hard,
It's a (C)hard rain(G)'s a-gonna (C)fall.

Oh what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
Oh what did you see, my darlin' young one?
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept dripping
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleeding
I saw 10 thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children

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

Oh what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
Oh what did you hear, my darlin' young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder as it roared out a warning
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'
I heard 10 thousand whispering and nobody listening
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughing
I heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
I heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley

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

And who did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
And who did you meet, my darlin' young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded in hatred

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

Oh what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
Oh what'll you do now, my darlin' young one?
I'm going back out before the rain starts a-fallin'
Where I'll walk to the depths of the deepest dark forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where home and the valley meet 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 colour, and none is the number
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect from the mountains so all souls can see it
And I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'

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