Hard Rain is a snapshot of Bob Dylan's fabled Rolling Thunder Revue, a traveling circus that was more notable for its excess and character than the music. Hard Rain bears this out, being neither as sacrilegious or as exciting as Blood on the Tracks, and never seeming necessary — after all, it arrives just two years after the last live album. There are some new interpretations along the lines of what appeared on Before the Flood, but this lacks kinetic energy, rolling along on its own sense of inevitably. That's not to say there isn't good material tucked away here, as a few of the new versions hit home and Dylan is generally spirited throughout, but ultimately, this remains the province of the dedicated.
BOB DYLAN
HARD RAIN
(Columbia PC-34349)
September/1976
Produced by Don DeVito

Bob Dylan - vocal/guitar/harmonica/keyboards
Mick Ronson, Steven Soles - guitar
David Mansfield - guitar/mandolin
T-Bone Burnett - guitar/steel/piano
Rob Stoner - bass/vocals
Gary Burke - drums
Howie Wyeth - piano
Scarlet Rivera - violin
1.
MAGGIE'S FARM
(Bob Dylan)
« © '64 Special Rider Music, SESAC »
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
Well I wake in the morning fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a head full of ideas that are drivin' me insane
It's a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor
Oh I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more...
We he hands you a nickel he hands you a dime
He asks you with a grin if you're havin' a good time
Then he fines you every time you slam the door
Oh I said I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more...
Well he puts his cigar out in your face just for kicks
His bedroom window it is made out of bricks
The National Guard stands around his door
Oh I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more...
She talks to all the servants about man and God and law
Everybody says she's the brains behind pa
She's sixty eight but she says she's twenty four
Oh I I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
[ guitar ]
I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more...
I try my best to be like I am
But everybody wants you to be just like them
They sing while you slave and I just get bored
Oh I well I ain't gonna work on Maggie's farm no more
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2.
ONE TOO MANY MORNINGS
(Bob Dylan)
« © '63 Special Rider Music, SESAC »
Down the street the dogs are barking and the day is getting dark
As the night comes in a falling the dogs'll lose their bark
The silent night will shatter from the sounds inside my mind
For I'm one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind
The crossroads of my doorstep my eyes they start to fade
As I turn my head back to the room where my love and I have laid
And I gaze back to the street the sidewalks and the signs
And I'm one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind
[ violin ]
It's a restless hungry feeling that don't mean no one no good
When everything I'm a saying you can say it just as good
You are right from your side I'm right from mine
For I'm one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind
[ violin ]
I'm the right to be here if you're the right to stay
I'm one too many mornings and a thousand miles away
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3.
STUCK INSIDE OF MOBILE (WITH THE MEMPHIS BLUES AGAIN)
(Bob Dylan)
« © '66 Dwarf Music, SESAC »
Oh the ragman draws circles up and down the block
I'd ask him what the matter was but I know that he don't talk
And the ladies treat me kindly and furnish me with tape
But deep inside my heart Lord I know I can't escape
Oh mama can this really be the end
To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again
Shakespeare he's in the alley with his pointed shoes and his bells
Speakin' to some French girl who says she knows me well
And I would send a message to find out if she'd talked
But the post office has been stolen and the mailbox is locked
Oh mama can this really be the end...
Mona tried to tell me to stay away from the train line
She said that all the railroad men just drink up your blood like wine
An' I said oh I didn't know that but then again there's only one I've met
And he just smoked my eyelids and punched my cigarette
Oh mama can this really be the end...
Grandpa died last week and now he's buried in the rocks
Everybody still talks about how badly they were shocked
But me I expected it to happen well I knew he'd lost control
When he build a fire on Main street and shot it full of holes
Oh mama can this really be the end...
[ guitar ]
When Ruthie says come see her in her honky tonk lagoon
Where I can watch her waltz for free neath Panamanian moon
And I say oh come on now you must know about my debutante
And she says your debutante just knows what you need but I know what you want
Oh mama can this really be the end...
Now the bricks lay on Grand street where the neon madmen climb
They all fall there so perfectly it all seems so well timed
And here I sit so patiently waiting to find out what price
You have to pay to get out of going through all these things twice
Oh mama can this really be the end...
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4.
OH SISTER
(Bob Dylan - Jacques Levy)
« © '75 Ram's Horn Music, SESAC »
Oh sister when I come to knock on your door
You should not treat me like a stranger
Our father would not like the way that you act
And you must realize the danger
Oh sister am I not a brother to you
And one deserving of affection
And is our purpose not the same on this earth
To love and follow his direction
We grew up together from the cradle to the grave
We died and were reborn and then mysteriously saved
Oh sister when I come to knock on your door
Don't turn away you'll create sorrow
Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore
You may not see me tomorrow
[ violin ]
We grew up together...
Oh sister when I come to knock on your door...
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5.
LAY LADY LAY
(Bob Dylan)
« © '69 Big Sky Music, SESAC »
Lay lady lay lay across my big brass bed
Lay lady lay lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you have in your mind
I'll show them to ya and you'll then shine
Lay lady lay lay across my big brass bed
Forget this dance let's go upstairs
Let's take a chance who really cares
Why don't you know you got nothin' to prove
It's all in your eyes and the way that you move
Forget this dance let's go upstairs
Why wait any longer for the world to begin
You can have love but you might lose it
Why run any longer for you running your way
You can have the truth but you got to choose it
Stay lady stay stay with your man awhile
Till the break of day love you long to see you make him smile
I long to see you in the morning light
I long to hold you in the night
Stay lady stay stay with your man awhile
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6.
SHELTER FROM THE STORM
(Bob Dylan)
« © '74 Ram's Horn Music, SESAC »
Twas in another lifetime one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness a creature void of form
Come in she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Not a word was spoke between us there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
Come in she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm
I was burned out from exhaustion buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes and blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile ravaged in the corn
Come in she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
Come in she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker he blows a futile horn
Come in she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm
In a little hilltop village they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation and they gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence and got repaid with scorn
Come in she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Now there's a wall between us somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began on a long forgotten morn
Come in she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge someday I'll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Come in she said I'll give ya shelter from the storm
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7.
YOU'RE A BIG GIRL NOW
(Bob Dylan)
« © '74 Ram's Horn Music, SESAC »
Our conversation was short and sweet
It nearly swept me off of my feet
And I'm back in the rain yeah you are on dry land
You made it there somehow you're a big girl now
Bird on the horizon sitting on a fence
He's singing his song for me at his own expense
And I'm just like that bird yeah singing just for you
I hope that you can hear hear me singing through these tears
Love is so simple to quote a phrase
You've known it all the time I'm learnin' it these days
Oh I know where I can find you yeah in somebody's room
It's a price I have to pay you're a big girl all the way
Time is a jet plane it moves too fast
Oh but what a shame if all we've shared can't last
Oh I can change I swear yeah see what you can do
I can make it through you can make it too
[ guitar + violin ]
A change in the weather is always extreme
But what's the sense of changing horses in midstream
I'm going out of my mind yeah with a pain that stops and starts
Like a corkscrew to my heart ever since we've been apart
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8.
I THREW IT ALL AWAY
(Bob Dylan)
« © '69 Big Sky Music, SESAC »
I once hold her in my arms she said she would always stay
Well I must've been mad I never knew what I had
Until I threw it all away I threw it all away
Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand
And rivers that ran through every day
But I was cruel I treated her like a fool
I threw it all away I threw it all away
Love is all there is it makes the world go round
Love and only love it can't be denied
No matter what you think about it you just won't be able to do without it
Take a tip from one who's tried
So if you find someone who gives you all of her love
Take it to your heart don't let it stray
One thing for sure there ain't no cure
If you threw it all away if you threw it all away
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9.
IDIOT WIND
(Bob Dylan)
« © '74 Ram's Horn Music, SESAC »
Someone's got it in for me they're planting stories in the press
Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess
They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me
I can't help it if I'm lucky
People see me all the time I guees they can't remember how to act
Their minds are filled with big ideas images and distorted facts
And even you yesterday you had to ask me where it was at
I couldn't believe after all these years you didn't know me better than that
So sweet lady idiot wind blowing every time you move your mouth
Blowing down the backroads heading south
Idiot wind blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot babe it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe
I ran into the fortune teller who said beware of lightning that might strike
I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like
There's a lone soldier on the cross smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door
He didn't know it he didn't think it could be done in the final end he won the wars
After losing every battle
I woke up on the roadside daydreamin' bout the way things sometimes are
Visions of your shooting gun shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars
You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies
One day you'll be in the ditch flies buzzin' around your eyes
Blood on your saddle idiot wind blowing through the flowers on your tomb
Blowing through the curtains in your room
Idiot wind blowing every time you move your teeth you're an idiot babe
It's a wonder that you still can even breathe
It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart
Now everything's a little upside down as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped
What's good is bad what's bad is good you'll find out when you reach the top
You are on the bottom
I noticed at the ceremony that your corrupt ways had finally made you blind
I can't recall your face anymore your mouth has changed your eyes don't look into mine
The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone faced while the building burned
I waited for you on the running boards near the cypress trees while the springtime turned
Slowly into autumn idiot wind blowing like a circle around my skull
From the grand coulee dam to the capitol
Idiot wind blowing every time you move your teeth
You're an idiot babe it's a wonder that you still know how to breathe
I can't feel you anymore I can't even touch the books you've read
Every time I crawl past your door I been wishin' I was somebody else instead
Down the highway down the tracks down the road to ecstasy
I followed you beneath the stars hounded by your memory
And all your raging glory
I been double crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free
I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me
You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above
And I'll never know the same about you your holiness or your kind of love
And it makes me feel so sorry
Idiot wind blowing through the buttons of our coats
Blowing through the letters that we wrote
Idiot wind blowing through the dust upon our shelves
We're idiots babe it's a wonder we can even feed ourselves
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