The Times They are a-Changin’ --- Bob Dylan
Come [G]gather
‘round [Em]people wher-[C]ever
you [G]roam,
And ad-[G]mit
that the [Am]waters a-[C]round
you have [D]grown.
And ac-[G]cept
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’d [D]better
start [D7]swimmin’ or you’ll [G7]sink
like a [D]stone.
For the [G]times
they are a-[C]cha-[D]an-[G]gin’
Come [G]writers
and [Em]critics who [C]prophecize
with your [G]pen.
And [G]keep
your eyes [Am]wide, the [C]chance
won’t come a-[D]gain.
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 [D]loser
[D7]now, will be [G7]later
to [D]win.
For the [G]times
they are a-[C]cha-[D]an-[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
under-[D]stand.
Your [G]sons
and your [Em]daughters are be-[C]yond
your com-[G]mand.
Your [G]old
road is [Am]rapidly [D]agein’
Please get [D]out
of the [D7]new one if you [G7]can’t
lend a [D]hand.
For the [G]times
they are a-[C]cha-[D]an-[G]gin’
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’s [D]ragin’
It’ll [D]soon
shake your [D7]windows and [G7]rattle
your [D]walls.
For the [G]times
they are a-[C]cha-[D]an-[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 [G]past,
The [G]order
is [Am]rapidly [D]fadin’
And the [D]first
one n[D7]ow will [G7]later
be [D]last.
For the [G]times
they are a-[C]cha-[D]an-[G]gin’