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 mountains
                                           
 I ve walked and I ve crawled on six crooked highways
                                      
I ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forestes
                                      
 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 hard, and it s hard, it s hard, and it s hard -- it s a hard rai---n s a-gonna fall
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