Come gather round people wherever you roam
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And admit that the waters around you have grown
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And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
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If your time to you is worth saving
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Then you'd better start swimming or you'll sink like a stone
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For the times, they are a changing
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Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pens
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And keep your eyes WIDE, the chance won't come again
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And don't speak too soon, FOR the wheel's still in spin
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And there's no telling who that it's naming
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FOR the loser will be later to win
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For the times, they are a changing
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Come senators, congressmen, please head the call
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Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
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For he that gets hurt will be HE WHO has stalled
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The battle outside ragging will soon shake your windows
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And rattle your WALLS
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For the times, they are a changing
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Come mothers and fathers THROUGH OUT THE land
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And don't criticize what you can't understand
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Your sons and your daughter are beyond your command
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Your old role is rapidly aging
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Please get out of the new one if you can't lend YOUR hand
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For the times they are a changing
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The line, it is drawn, the curse, it is cast
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The slow one NOWwill later be fast
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AS the present now will LATER be the past
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The order is rapidly fading
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AND The first one now will later be last
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For the times, they are a changing
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The Times They Are A Changing
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Tracy Chapman |