Dylan's Hard Rain

Well I'm a homeless man with my thumb in the wind
I sure miss my kin, but then again
I'm on the road with a song for you
I took a step I lost a bet
They cut off my tongue now they're full of regret
Careful What you say if they ain't gonna listen anyway
Just make the cash bet on the past
Everybody's so afraid to be last
You can't take back everything you leave behind
Is everybody's so ashamed
Of letting it all slide
Is everybody's so afraid
Mr. Dylan's hard rain is fair warning
On a shakedown in the alley
Breaking peoples faces gonna start you up a rally
I've never seen a day in the sun with the gun that's loaded for you
There's some hippies in the backroom
Rockin' and a Rollin' and smoking to an old tune
Someone took a guitar and match and set piece on fire
Hey my brother, what is wrong
He lost all is money on the corner rollin bones
Give him your cash mother fucker, he's too fast for you
Is everybody's so ashamed
Of letting it all slide
Is everybody's so afraid
Mr. Dylan's hard rain is fair warning
On the TV, there's a white man
Too much make up on his wife with God's plan
I guess the religious vote made it to congress
On the border of Tihuana
People are growing truckloads of marijuana
Maybe someday our friends will be American farmers
And then the necklace, In the south
A few hopeless people still hanging it around
The wind's gonna cut you down in the long run
Is everybody's so ashamed
Of letting it all slide
I won't be afraid
Mr. Dylan's hard rain is where it's pourin' in, fair warning
Well can we save us, from today
The hands of the wretched are the one's gettin' paid
Everything stays the same if you don't change it
And all the dreams will bust at the seams
It all goes down in the mighty machine
You don't care now, but someday you might need it
I heard the whistle start to blowin'
Then I saw the mountain in the back come tumblin'
Everybody's wishing they could get out of the way
Everybody's wishing they could dig their ass out of the grave.