The Times They Are A'Changin' Bob Dylan
Come [G]gather 'round [Em]people where [C]ever you [G]roam
And ad[G]mit that the [Am]waters [C]around you have [D]grown
And [G]accept it that [Em]soon you'll be [C]drenched to the [G]bone
If your [G]time to [Am]you is worth [D]savin'
Then you [D7]better start swimmin' or you'll [Gmaj7]sink like a [D]stone
For the [G]times [C]they are a-[D]chan[G]gin?
Come [G]writers and [Em]critics who [C]prophesize with your [G]pen
And [G]keep your eyes [Am]wide the chance [C]won't come [D]again
And [G]don't speak too [Em]soon for the [C]wheel's still in [G]spin
And there's [G]no tellin' [Am]who that it's [D]namin'
For the [D7]loser now will be [Gmaj7]later to [D]win
For the [G]times [C]they are a-c[D]hang[G]in?
Come [G]senators, [Em]congressmen [C]please heed the [G]call
don't [G]stand in the [Am]doorway don't [C]block up the [D]hall
For [G]he that gets [Em]hurt will be [C]he who has [G]stalled
There's a [G]battle out[Am]side and it is [D]ragin'
It'll s[D7]oon shake your windows and [Gmaj7]rattle your [D]walls
For the [G]times [C]they are a-[D]chan[G]gin?
Come [G]mothers and [Em]fathers [C]throughout the [G]land
And [G]don't criti[Am]cize what you [C]can't unders[D]tand
Your [G]sons and your [Em]daughters are be[C]yond your com[G]mand
Your [G]old road is [Am]rapidly [D]agin'
Please [D7]get out of the new one if you [Gmaj7]can't lend your [D]hand
For the [G]times [C]they are a-[D]chan[G]gin?
The [G]line it is [Em]drawn the [C]curse it is [G]cast
The [G]slow one [Am]now will [C]later be [D]fast
As the [G]present [Em]now will [C]later be [F]past
The [G]order is [Am]rapidly [D]fadin'
And the [D7]first one now will [Gmaj7]later be [D]last
For the [G]times [C]they are a-[D]chan[G]gin?
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