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[ti:The Times They Are A Changin'] |
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[ar:Bob Dylan] |
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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 prophesize with your pen. |
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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 tellin' who. That it's namin'. |
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For the loser now.Will be later to win. |
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For the times they are a-changin'. |
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Come senators, congressmen.Please heed 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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There's a battle outside.And it is ragin'. |
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It'll soon shake your windows.And rattle your walls. |
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For the times they are a-changin'. |
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Come mothers and fathers.Throughout the land. |
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And don't criticize.What you can't understand. |
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Your sons and your daughters.Are beyond your command. |
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Your old road is.Rapidly agin'. |
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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-changin'. |
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The line it is drawn.The curse it is cast. |
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The slow one now.Will later be fast.As the present now. |
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Will later be past.The order is |
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Rapidly fadin'. |
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And the first one now. |
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Will later be last For the times |
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they are a-changin'. |
