אין גירסה קלה
הצג גם אקורדים
| 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'. |
| 'Cause 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 |
| The battle outside ragin' |
| Will 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'. |
