1. Come gather 'round people wherever you roam, and admit that the waters around you have grown,

2. Come writers and critics who prophecize with your pen, and keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again,

1. and accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone, if your time to you is worth savin'.

2. and don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin, and there's no tellin' who that it's namin'.

1, Then you better start swimmin', or you'll sink like a stone, for the times, they are a-changin'.

2. For the loser now will be later to win, for the times they are a-changin'.

3. Come senators, congressmen, please, heed the call, don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall,

4. Come mothers and fathers throughout the land, and don't criticize what you can't understand.

5. The line, it is drawn, the curse it is cast, the slow one now will later be fast,

3. for he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled, there's a battle outside ragin'.

4. Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command, your old road is rapidly agin'.

5. as the present now, will later be past, the order is rapidly fadin'.

3. It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls, for the times they are a-changin'.

4. Please, get out of the new one, if you can't lend a hand, for the times they are a-changin'.

5. And the first one now, will later be last, for the times they are a-changin'.