Ryan Bingham - Dylan's Hard Rain lyrics

Well, 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 the gun
That's loaded for you

There's some hippies in the back room
Rocking and a-rolling and a-smoking
To an old tune
Someone took the guitar and a match
And set peace on fire

Hey, my brother, what is wrong?
You lost all your money on
The corner rolling 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
And on the border of Tijuana
People are growing truck loads of marijuana
Maybe someday our friends will
Be American farmers

Then 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" is
Where it's pointing, 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 blowing
Then I saw the mountain in
The back come tumbling
Everybody's wishing they could get
Out of the way
Everybody's wishing they could dig their
Ass out of the grave