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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 savin' |
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then you better start swimmin' |
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or you'll sink like a stone |
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for the times they are a-changin' |
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Come writers and critics who prophecise with your pen |
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and keep your eyes wide, |
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the chance won't come again, |
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and don't speak too soon |
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for the wheel's still in spin |
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and there's no tellin' who |
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that it's namin' |
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for the loser now |
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will be later to win |
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for the times they are a-changin' |
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Come senators, congressmen, |
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please heed the call |
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don't stand in the doorway, |
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don't block the hall, |
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for he that' gets hurt |
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will be he who has stalled, |
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there's a battle |
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outside and it's ragin' |
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it'll soon shake your windows |
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and rattle your walls |
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for the times they are a-changin' |
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Come mothers and fathers |
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throughout the land, |
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and don't criticize |
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what you can't understand |
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your sons and your daughters |
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are beyond your command, |
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your old road is rapidly again', |
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please get out of the new one |
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if you can't lend your hand |
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for the times they are a-changin' |
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The line it is drawn, |
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the curse it is cast, |
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the slow one now will |
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later be fast, |
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as the present now |
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will later be past |
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the order is rapidly fadin' |
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and the first one now |
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will later be last |
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for the times they are a-changin' |
