A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall

Oh, where have you been my beady-eyed son
Oh, where have you been, my clueless young one

I've stumbled on the floor of five greasy barrooms
I've walked and I've crawled in six crooked strip-joints
I've stepped in the middle of seven steamin' cowpies
I've been 10,000 miles of watchin' NASCAR

And it's a hard
And it's a hard
And it's a hard
And it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall