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Hard Rain (feat. Allison Russell, Asha Bhosle & Willie Nelson)

Kronos Quartet & Red Hot Org

Folk

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Kronos Quartet

Performer

Red Hot Org

Performer

Allison Russell

Allison Russell

Vocals

Asha Bhosle

Vocals

Willie Nelson

Vocals

Elia Einhorn

Background Vocals

Iggy Pop

Vocals

Satomi Matsuzaki

Satomi Matsuzaki

Vocals

Stephin Merritt

Stephin Merritt

Vocals

Tanya Tagaq

Vocals

Dai Wei

Vocals

Gustavo Santaolalla

Gustavo Santaolalla

Guitar

Laurie Anderson

Laurie Anderson

Vocals

Zanai Bhosle

Vocals

Slowspin

Vocals

Lollise

Background Vocals

Peni Candra Rini

Peni Candra Rini

Vocals

Sara Parkman

Vocals

Quentin Baxter

Percussion

Greg Saunier

Drums

Jay Dee Daugherty

Jay Dee Daugherty

Drums

Suhail Yusuf Khan

Suhail Yusuf Khan

Guitar

Chris Geddes

Keyboards

Anjali Rose

Background Vocals

Arthur Moon

Background Vocals

Elenna Canlas

Background Vocals

Constant Smiles

Constant Smiles

Background Vocals

Frankie Cosmos

Background Vocals

Owen Gaffney

Background Vocals

Taraka Larson

Background Vocals

Hannah Winkler

Background Vocals

Lizzie Lieberson

Lizzie Lieberson

Background Vocals

Lou Tides

Background Vocals

Mayteana Morales

Mayteana Morales

Background Vocals

Per Olsson

Background Vocals

Conwy Phillips

Background Vocals

Raia Was

Background Vocals

Xenia Rubinos

Background Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Bob Dylan

Songwriter

Paul Wiancko

Arranger

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Elia Einhorn

Producer

David Harrington

David Harrington

Producer

Mark Yoshizumi

Producer

Heba Kadry

Mastering Engineer

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 a-gonna fall

Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?

Oh, 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, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard

And 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’

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, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard

And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

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 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 with 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

Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son?

Oh, 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 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 mountain 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 a-gonna fall

Written by: Bob Dylan

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