My rendition of this song performed at the Baltimore Creative Alliance July 16, 2023 their annual Members Art & Music Showcase called The Big Show. I added new lyrics to this anthem to action. Here's the lyrics as published in my Songbook which is available for free.
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 6 crooked highways I’ve stood in the face of hatred and cruelty I’ve marched and I’ve rallied singing songs unforgotten
And it's a hard, yea 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 sadness grow from the seeds of injustice I saw the depths of despair in the eyes of young children I saw babies in cages and mothers called invaders I saw women stand tall to raise a whole world And it's a hard, yea it's a hard, it's a hard, and 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 call “build the wall” from bloodthirsty Christians I heard the depths of despair in the cries of caged children I heard the sounds of silence as our country lie a’bleedin’ Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin', Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter And it's a hard, yea it's a hard, it's a hard, and 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 black woman who shared her forgiveness I met tortured souls in the clouds of uncertainty I met a young woman whose body was burning I met a black man who knelt at injustice I met a young immigrant, she gave me a rainbow And it's a hard, yea 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'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' Where injustice and cruelty are met with resistance Where hunger is ugly, and souls aren’t forgotten Where black is the color, and none is the number Where people of good faith outnumber the haters 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 And I’ll fight for the promise of our children’s green future And I'll know my song well before I start singin' And it's a hard, yea it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard, And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall