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 - George Ryan Bingham
 
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 - Blues
 - Folk
 
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Ryan Bingham - Текст песни 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 everythin' you leave behind
 Is everybody so ashamed
 For lettin' it all slide?
 Is everybody so afraid?
 Mr. Dylan's Hard Rain was fair warnin'
 On a shake down in the alley
 Breakin' people's 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 back room
 Rockin' and a-rollin' and a-smokin' to an old tune
 Someone took the guitar and a match
 And set peace on fire
 Hey my brother, what is wrong?
 You lost all your money on the corner rollin' bones
 Give him your cash, motherfucker
 He's too fast for you
 Ryan Bingham - Dylan's Hard Rain - http://ru.motolyrics.com/ryan-bingham/dylans-hard-rain-lyrics.html
 Is everybody so ashamed
 For lettin' it all slide?
 Is everybody so afraid?
 Mr. Dylan's Hard Rain was fair warnin'
 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
 And on the border of Tijuana
 People are growin' truck loads of marijuana
 Maybe someday our friends will be American farmers
 Then the necklace in the south
 A few hopeless people still hangin' it around
 The wind's gonna cut you down in the long run
 Is everybody so ashamed
 For lettin' it all slide?
 I won't be afraid
 Mr. Dylan's Hard Rain is where it's pourin' in, fair warnin'
 So can we save us from today?
 The hands of the wretched are the ones gettin' paid
 Everythin' stays the same, if you don't change it
 And all the dreams will bust at the seam
 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 wishin' they could get out of the way
 Everybody's wishin' they could dig their ass out of the grave
















