{"id":152,"date":"2021-03-14T14:00:37","date_gmt":"2021-03-14T14:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/?page_id=152"},"modified":"2025-01-22T15:57:56","modified_gmt":"2025-01-22T15:57:56","slug":"a-hard-rains-gonna-fall","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/folksyblues.com\/?page_id=152","title":{"rendered":"A Hard Rain\u2019s Gonna Fall"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-embed is-type-rich is-provider-inb-ddningshanterare wp-block-embed-inb-ddningshanterare wp-embed-aspect-16-9 wp-has-aspect-ratio\"><div class=\"wp-block-embed__wrapper\">\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Bob Dylan   A Hard Rain&#039;s A Gonna Fall\" width=\"640\" height=\"360\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/hXn9ZKPx6CY?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe>\n<\/div><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p>{key: D}<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Originally in E = Capo 2<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In Drop D mode:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>D: 000323<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>G1: x20033&nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A1: x02220<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>G2: 000433<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>A2: 000655<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In standard mode:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>[D]Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed [D]son<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And [D]where have you been my darling young [A]one?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>[G]I\u2019ve stumbled on the side of [D]twelve misty mountains<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>[G]I\u2019ve walked and I\u2019ve crawled on [D]six crooked highways<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&nbsp;I\u2019ve [G]stepped in the middle of [D]seven sad forests<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019ve been [G]out in front of a [D]dozen dead oceans<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I\u2019ve been [G]ten thousand miles in the [D]mouth of a graveyard<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And it\u2019s a [D]hard, it\u2019s a [A]hard, it\u2019s a [D]hard, and it\u2019s a [G]hard<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s a [D]hard raaaaaaaaaaa[A]ain\u2019s a-gonna [D]fall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son ?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And what did you see, my darling young one ?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I saw a white ladder all covered with water<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And it\u2019s a hard, it\u2019s a hard, it\u2019s a hard, and it\u2019s a hard<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It\u2019s a hard rain\u2019s a-gonna fall.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>&#8212;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son ?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And what did you hear, my darling young one ?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a 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