One for Adam's 30th Birthday.  Sorry Mr. Dylan for filleting your awesome song.

Rainbow Warrior

Oh where have you been
My blue eyed son
Oh where have you been
My darling young one?

You arrived in the world on the day of sheep shearing
A son to proud parents, a brother - a grandson
You came in a hurry, so eager and hungry -
You were one day old when they sank Rainbow Warrior
You drank in the outrage with milk from your mother
Grew hardy and lively - a fighter for justice
Defended the victims and punished the bullies
You were filled with regret at the destruction of nature
You choked on the smoke as they burnt up the planet
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard,
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Where have you been
my blue eyed son
Where have you been
my darling young one?

You walked in the depths of the deepest black forest
You stumbled on the side of ten misty mountains
You met an old man with a scarf like a rainbow
You met another man with a brain like a library
As the bombs were a falling and leaders were lying
You marched in the streets with your banners a flying
You spoke words of hope and you inspired affection
You won the most votes at the student election
And worked to make everything better and fairer
But it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's gonna fall.

Oh what have you seen
My blue eyed son?
What have you seen
My darling young one?

You’ve seen a whole world that is steeped in injustice
You’ve seen that the poor are starving and homeless
You’ve seen that the wicked are twisting the message
The greed of the bankers, the oppression of leaders
The destruction of forests, the death of the oceans
You campaigned for the people - you fought for the planet
You were locked in a cell when you stood for tax justice
You wrote thousands of words of truth and of wisdom
But it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain's gonna fall.

And what'll you do now
My blue eyed son
And what'll you do now
My darling young one?

Though glaciers are melting and crops are a dying
And people migrating from war and from famines
And crossing the sea in boats that are sinking
And people are closing their doors on the desperate
It isn’t for lack of your efforts to change it.
You’ll write some more words and you’ll keep up the struggle
Won’t cease your campaigning until we are winning.
Now the time’s come to honour your thirtieth birthday
Let's drink to the future - it's no time to remember
That it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
It's a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.