Bob Dylan A Hard Rain's A Gonna Fall

Thank you my friend SGT (Join to see) for posting the music video of the immensely talented Bob Dylan performing "A Hard Rain's A Gonna Fall" in honor of the fact that on April 12, 1963, Bob Dylan performed his first major solo concert at the Town Hall in New York City.

Here is an earlier performance in New York City. At this point he was performing songs written by others [mostly]
BOB DYLAN at the Folklore Center in his first New York Concert, performing live at CARNEGIE CHAPTER HALL in New York City, NY, on November 4th, 1961
01. Pretty Peggy-O (Trad arr Dylan)
02. In The Pines (Leadbelly)
03. Gospel Plow (Trad)
04. 1913 Massacre (Woody Guthrie)
05. Backwater Blues (Bessie Smith)
06. Young But Daily Growin' (Trad)
07. Fixin' To Die (White)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ai_KAM3LtCs

"A Hard Rain's A Gonna Fall" written by Bob Dylan
Lyrics
"Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son
And 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 forests
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 a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son
And what did you see, my darling young one
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son?
And what did you hear, my darling young one?
I heard the sound of a thunder that roared out a warnin'
Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'
Heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
Oh, what did you meet, my blue-eyed son?
Who did you meet, my darling young one?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded with hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall
And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son?
And 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 forest
Where the people are many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
And the executioner's face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall"

FYI PO1 William "Chip" Nagel SMSgt Lawrence McCarter SMSgt Tom Burns SSG Michael Noll SP5 Gary Nelson SSG Bill McCoy SSG Franklin Briant COL Mikel J. Burroughs SSG Samuel Kermon SP5 Geoffrey Vannerson SPC Mark Huddleston MAJ Dale E. Wilson, Ph.D. Maj Bill Smith, Ph.D. Maj Marty Hogan SFC William Farrell SPC Woody Bullard Lt Col John (Jack) Christensen SMSgt David A Asbury SPC Margaret Higgins

Before this he did a couple concerts a night at churches or libraries. He was in town at our library 1961ish.

Always good.