| Times They Are A Changing
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| Bob Dylan Lyrics
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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 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 open, the chance won’t come again
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| And don’t speak too soon, the wheel’s still in spin
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| And there’s no telling who that it’s naming
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| Oh 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 her that has stalled
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| The battle outside ragging will soon shake your windows
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| And rattle your hall
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| For the times, they are a changing
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| Come mothers and fathers all over this 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 a 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 will later be fast
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| And the present now will soon be the past
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| The order is rapidly fading
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| The first one now will later be last
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| For the times, they are a changing |