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 forestes
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 hard, and it's hard, it's hard, and it's hard -- it's a hard rai---n's a-gonna fall
