You harbor resentment
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You know there ain't too much of a thrill
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You wish for contentment
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But you got an emptiness that can't be filled
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You've had enough hatred
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Your bones are breaking (and you) can't find nothing sacred, (but)
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Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed
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In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
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The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths
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And ye shall be changed
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Everything you've gotten
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You've gotten by sweat, blood and muscle
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From early in the morning 'til way past dark
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All you ever do is hustle
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All your loved ones have walked out the door
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You're not even sure 'bout your wife and kids no more, but
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Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed
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In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
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The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths
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And ye shall be changed
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(Now) the past don't control you
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But the future's like a roulette wheel spinning
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(And) deep down inside
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You know you need a whole new beginning
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Don't have to go to Russia or Iran
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Just surrender to God and He'll move you right here where you stand, and
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Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed
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In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
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The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths
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And ye shall be changed
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You drink bitter water
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And you been eating the bread of sorrow
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You can't live for today
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When all you're ever thinking of is tomorrow
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The path you've endured has been rough
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And when you've decided that you've had enough, then
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Ye shall be changed, ye shall be changed
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In a twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
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The dead will arise and burst out of your cloths
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And ye shall be changed
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Ye Shall Be Changed
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Bob Dylan |