1962 년 당시 쿠바 의 미사일 위협 으로 인해 고조 된 세계 3 차 대전 의 기운 에 대한 경고 성 메세지 가 있 는 Bob Dylan 의 A hard rain ' s a gonna fall 이 원곡 이 다 . 세계 2 차 대전 후 미 - 소 양국 이 점점 냉전 으로 치달 을 때 당시 의 시대 적 상황 에 대한 우려감 이 잘 드러난 곡 으로 여기 서 Hard rain 은 미사일 이나 폭격 을 의미 하 며 , 반전 노래 의 대표 곡 으로 소개 되 기 도 한다 . 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 mountainsI ' ve walked and I ' ve crawled on six crooked highwaysI ' ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forestsI ' ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceansI ' ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyardAnd it ' s a hard , it ' s a hard , it ' s a hard , it ' s a hardIt ' s a hard rain ' s a - gonna fall . what did you hear , my blue - eyed son ? Oh , what did you hear , my darling young one ? I heard the sound of a thunder , it roared out a warnin ' I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole worldI heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a - blazin ' I heard ten thousand whisperin ' and nobody listenin ' I heard one person starve , I heard many people laughin ' I heard the song of a poet who died in the gutterI heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alleyAnd it ' s a hard , it ' s a hard , it ' s a hard , it ' s a hardit ' s a hard rain ' s a - gonna fall . Oh , who did you meet my blue - eyed son ? Oh , Who did you meet , my darling young one ? I met a young child beside a dead ponyI met a white man who walked a black dogI met a young woman whose body was burningI met a young girl , she gave me a rainbowI met one man who was wounded in loveI met another man who was wounded in hatredAnd it ' s a hard , it ' s a hard , it ' s a hard , it ' s a hardAnd it ' s a hard rain ' s a - gonna fall . what ' ll you do now , my blue - eyed son ? Oh , what ' ll you do now my darling young one ? I ' m a - goin ' back out ' fore the rain starts a - fallin ' I ' ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forestWhere the people are a many and their hands are all emptyWhere the pellets of poison are flooding their watersWhere the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prisonWhere the executioner ' s face is always well hiddenWhere hunger is ugly , where souls are forgottenWhere black is the color , where none is the numberAnd I ' ll tell and think it and speak it and breathe itI ' ll reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see itThen I ' ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin ' But I ' ll know my songs well before I start singin ' And it ' s a hard , it ' s a hard , it ' s a hard , it ' s a hardand It ' s a hard rain ' s a - gonna fall .