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
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