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