"Dylan's Hard Rain" lyrics - RYAN BINGHAM

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 everything you leave behind

Is everybody so ashamed
For letting it all slide
Is everybody so afraid
Mr. Dylan's 'Hard Rain' was fair warning

On a shake down in the alley
Breaking people's faces gonna start you up a rally
I've never seen a day in the sun with gun
That's loaded for you

There's some hippies in the back room
Rockin' and a rollin' and a smoking to an old tune
Someone took a 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

Is everybody so ashamed
For letting it all slide
Is everybody so afraid
Mr. Dylan's 'Hard Rain' was fair warning

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

On the border of Tijuana
People are growing truckloads of marijuana
Maybe someday our friends will be American farmers

And the necklace in the south
A few hopeless people still hanging it around
The wind's gonna cut you down, in the long run

Is everybody so ashamed
For letting it all slide
I won't be afraid
Mr. Dylan's 'Hard Rain' 'cause it's boiling, fair warning

So can we save us from today
The hands of the wretched are the ones getting paid
Everything 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 wishing they could get out of the way
Everybody's wishing they could dig their ass out of the grave