"I know my song well, berore I start singing....

I saw a black branch, with blood that kept dripping,
I saw a white man who walked a black dog,
I saw ten thousand talkers, who's tongues were all broken
I walked ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall."

From: 'A Hard rain's a-gonna fall' - Bob Dylan