Peace Train: A Hard Rain Is Gonna Fall Traditional Geocache
Peace Train: A Hard Rain Is Gonna Fall
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Hanging out at Makepeace Lake, talking about geo-woodstock, our thoughts naturally turned to another era. Can't honestly say that I remember it, but I'm told I had a real good time. Funny how the more things change, the more they stay the same. Can't honestly say that I remember 40 some days ago, but I'm told that was fun, too.. The music, though – the music has never been forgotten.
We remember the slogans, too – but their meanings have changed for us.
Let's rap – turn that crap off
Tune in, turn on, drop out – turn in, put your sleep mask on, take a nap
Flower child – flower garden
Joint – where we get arthritis
Far out – a paddle to
Don't trust anyone over 30 – Anyone under 30 is still a kid
Sit-in – type of kayak
Heavy – no longer a size 5
What a trip! - great vacation!
Make love, not war - I have a headache
Anyway, hope you enjoy finding these as much as we enjoyed placing them. Hope you remember them, too. Hope the wonderful music of those times stirs some memories....if you can remember all the words.
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Here's the video: (visit link)
and the lyrics:
A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall Lyrics
Artist(Band):Bob Dylan
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'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, it's a hard, it's a hard, and 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'
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, 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 in hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And 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 black forest
Where the people are a 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 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 songs 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.
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