As I went out one morning To breathe the air around Tom Paine's I spied the fairest damsel That ever did walk in chains I offered her my hand She took me by the arm I knew that very instant She meant to do me harm. "Depart from me this moment'' I told her with my voice Said she, "but I don't wish to'' Said I, "but you have no choice'' "I beg you sir'', she pleaded From the corners of her mouth "I will secretly accept you An' together we'll fly south.'' Just then Tom Paine himself Came runnin' from across the field Shoutin' at this lovely girl An' commandin' her to yield An' as she was lettin' go her grip Up Tom Paine did run "I'm sorry sir'', he said to me, "I'm sorry for what she's done.''

Hard Rain was founded three years ago by six close friends who are heart driven musicians inspired by the music of Bob Dylan. Hard rain has it's home base in Nijmegen - The Netherlands.