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Like a stone for the times, they are a change.
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 telling who that it's naming.
For the loser now will be later to win.
For the times, they are a changing.
Yeah, the times, they are a changing.
Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call.
Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call.
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 raging
Will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times, they are a-changing
Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
Don't criticize what you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly aging
Please get out of the new one
If you don't want to die
Take a candle in the hand
For the times, they are a-changing
The light is drawn
The curse is cast
And the slow one now will later be fast
As the present now
Will
later be past
The order is rapidly fading
And the first one now will later be last
For the times, they are a-changing
Yeah, the times, they are a-changing
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© transcript Emily Beynon