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 savin'/ Then you better start swimmin'/ Or you'll sink like a stone/ For the times they are a-changin'.
Come writers and critics/ Who prophesize with your pen/ And keep your eyes wide/ The chance won't come again/ And don't speak too soon/ For the wheel's still in spin/ And there's no tellin' who/ That it's namin'/ For the loser now/ Will be later to win/ For the times they are a-changin'.
Come senators, congressmen/ Please heed the call/
Don't stand in the doorway/ Don't block up the hall/
For he that gets hurt/ Will be he who has stalled/ There's a battle outside/ And it is ragin'/ It'll soon shake your windows/ And rattle your walls/ For the times they are a-changin'.
Come mothers and fathers/ Throughout the land/ And don't criticize/ What you can't understand/ Your sons and your daughters/ Are beyond your command/ Your old road is/ Rapidly agin'/ Please get out of the new one/
If you can't lend your hand/ For the times they are a-changin'.
The line it is drawn/ The curse it is cast/ The slow one now/ Will later be fast/ As the present now/
Will later be past/ The order is/ Rapidly fadin'/ And the first one now/ Will later be last/ For the times they are a-changin'.
