A Hard Rain's a Gonna Fall
Pete Seeger Lyrics


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Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
And where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I've walked and I 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, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all 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, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
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 ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
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 a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
And 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 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 a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
And, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
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 the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
And the executioner's face is always well hidden,
Where hunger is ugly, where the souls are forgotten,
Where black is the color, where none is the number,
And I'll tell it and speak it and think it and breathe it,
And reflect from the mountain 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 a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Overall Meaning

Pete Seeger's song "A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" is a powerful and prophetic song that paints vivid pictures of a world that is on the brink of a catastrophic event. The song is a warning to all humanity about the dangers that are lurking beneath the surface of our civilization. The first verse sets the stage by describing the journey of a traveler who has faced many challenges in his life. The speculations of the title are that the song was inspired by a young Bob Dylan helping to carry Seeger's banjo up a hill while they were both at the Newport Folk Festival, shortly before Dylan penned the work.


As the song progresses, the traveler begins to describe the horrors that he has seen on his journey. He talks about a newborn baby surrounded by wolves, a highway of diamonds with nobody on it, and a black branch dripping with blood. The imagery is powerful, and it gives us a sense of the darkness that is engulfing the world around us. The traveler also speaks about a room full of men with their hammers a-bleeding, which is widely interpreted as a reference to the McCarthy hearings.


As the song concludes, the traveler speaks of his resolve to continue his journey, no matter how difficult it may be. He speaks of his intention to go back out before the rain starts falling and to walk to the depths of the deepest dark forest. He speaks of his intention to tell the world about the dangers that are lurking beneath the surface of our civilization and to stand on the ocean until he starts sinking.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
What places have you journeyed, my son with blue eyes?


And where have you been, my darling young one?
Where have you been, my dear young one?


I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains,
I have faced obstacles and difficulties in my life's journey.


I've walked and I crawled on six crooked highways,
I have traveled on many difficult paths and roads.


I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests,
I have wandered through many dark, mournful forests.


I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans,
I have faced vast and lifeless seas in my travels.


I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
I have been deep within the heart of despair and death.


And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
The future holds great difficulties and challenges, symbolized by the hard rain that is coming.


Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
What kinds of things have you witnessed, my son with blue eyes?


And what did you see, my darling young one?
What sights have you beheld, my dear young one?


I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I have witnessed the harshness and cruelty of nature.


I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it,
I have seen things of great material value that hold no true meaning or worth.


I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin',
I have encountered violent and unsettling scenes.


I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin',
I have seen workers toiling and struggling in harsh conditions.


I saw a white ladder all covered with water,
I have witnessed things that are useless and impractical.


I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken,
I have encountered people who are unable or unwilling to speak up.


I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,
I have seen young people forced into violent and dangerous situations.


And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard, It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
The future holds great difficulties and challenges, symbolized by the hard rain that is coming.


And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
What sounds have you heard, my son with blue eyes?


And what did you hear, my darling young one?
And what has caught your ear, my dear young one?


I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin',
I have heard ominous signs of danger.


I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world,
I have heard of overwhelming chaos and destruction.


I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin',
I have encountered intense and passionate displays of artistry.


I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin',
I have seen people ignored and their voices unheard.


I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin',
I have heard the sounds of both suffering and indifference in society.


I heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter,
I have heard the creative works of those who have been forgotten or overlooked by society.


I heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley,
I have heard the sadness and despair of those who bring joy to others.


And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
The future holds great difficulties and challenges, symbolized by the hard rain that is coming.


Oh, what did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
What people have you encountered, my son with blue eyes?


And who did you meet, my darling young one?
And who have you encountered, my dear young one?


I met a young child beside a dead pony,
I have seen the harsh realities of life intermingled with the innocence of youth.


I met a white man who walked a black dog,
I have witnessed the complexities of social and racial relations.


I met a young woman whose body was burning,
I have come across the horrific effects of violence and war.


I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow,
I have been given moments of beauty and hope amidst a harsh reality.


I met one man who was wounded in love,
I have seen the pain and heartache of those who have lost love.


I met another man who was wounded in hatred,
I have seen the destruction and pain that is caused by hate.


And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
The future holds great difficulties and challenges, symbolized by the hard rain that is coming.


And, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
What actions will you take now, my son with blue eyes?


And, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
What will you do now, my dear young one?


I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin',
I will face the coming difficulties before they are upon me.


I'll walk to the depths of the deepest dark forest,
I will not shy away from the darkest parts of life, but will face them head-on.


Where the people are many and their hands are all empty,
I will go where there is great need and hardship.


Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters,
I will go where there is corruption and those in power are poisoning the people.


Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison,
I will go where there is great contrast between those who have and those who do not.


And the executioner's face is always well hidden,
I will face injustice and cruelty that is often hidden from view.


Where hunger is ugly, where the souls are forgotten,
I will go where there is physical and emotional starvation.


Where black is the color, where none is the number,
I will go where there is great inequality and disparity.


And I'll tell it and speak it and think it and breathe it,
I will use every means at my disposal to communicate what I have witnessed and experienced.


And reflect from the mountain so all souls can see it,
I will speak out from a place of strength and perspective, so that all can benefit.


And I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',
I will not back down from my beliefs even in the face of great adversity.


But I'll know my song well before I start singin',
I will be well-prepared and confident in my message before I express it to others.


And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard, It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
The future holds great difficulties and challenges, symbolized by the hard rain that is coming.




Writer(s): Bob Dylan

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@rodinalmondbloom8562

Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?
And where have you been, my darling young one?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I 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, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you see, my darling young one?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all 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, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
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 ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
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 a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
And 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 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 a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall

And, what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
And, what'll you do now, my darling young one?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
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 the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
And the executioner's face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where the souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell it and speak it and think it and breathe it
And reflect from the mountain 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 a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall



All comments from YouTube:

@jimbishop8667

You could clearly see by the faces of the audience they were very uncomfortable, confused and not ready for the depth of darkness in this song. Yet when he was done they all clapped enthusiastically, I think because they knew they had just witnessed a profound moment even if they didn't really understand it!

@fionnmcnessa

I think they were getting the message and it frightened them . sadly it would havegone right over today's teenagers heads .


What a preformance amazing

@gabbyhyman1246

Also, audiences didn't have mosh pits then. This looks like a college audience from in the day where you sat quietly at a performance until the song ended. Lots of stuffy professor types. 😆

This is the same audience that went insane and murderous when Dylan broke out the fender at the folk festival. 🤣

@HoyaSaxaSD

I’ll respectfully disagree. On all the videos I watched of Dylan and others at Newport and other folk festivals during this period, the audience is almost completely still and silent throughout the song. While that’s a bit foreign to us, it seemed perfectly normal in that setting. I think they really were studying and pondering each word. (The Beatles’ fan base would drop a nuclear bomb on any such reserved model of concertgoer, just a year or two later, lol. Couldn’t hear a single word of their singing over the interminable shrieking, which is what led the Beatles to quit playing live and focus on creating masterpieces in the studio.)

@alexisbourdages1666

Bob wrote this during the Cuban misile crisis ....the hard rain was the close possibility of nuclear war over the ego of america

@alexisbourdages1666

They knew the song was right

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@charlesdavenport6094

Pete brings another dimension to this song, a sense of urgency. He makes it an anthem, a call to battle.

@edited7382

Too bad he didn't know his song well before he started singing.

@oreally8605

What battle? Good vs. Evil? And just who is good? And who is the evil?

@charlesdavenport6094

@@oreally8605 The battle of metaphors vs. similes

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