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\selectlanguage{english}
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\songcolumns{2}
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\beginsong{The times they are a-changin'}
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[by={Bob Dylan},cover={the-times-they-are-a-changin},album={The times they are a changin}]
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\cover
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\gtab{G}{320003}
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\gtab{Em}{022000}
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\gtab{C}{X32010}
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\gtab{Am}{X02210}
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\gtab{D}{XX0232}
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\gtab{D7}{XX0212}
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\gtab{G7}{320001}
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\begin{verse}
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Come \[G]gather 'round \[Em]people
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Where \[C]ever you \[G]roam
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And ad\[G]mit that \[Am]waters
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Ar\[C]ound you have \[D]grown
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And ac\[G]cept it that \[Em]soon
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You'll be d\[C]renched to the \[G]bone
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If your time to \[Am]you is worth \[D]savin'
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Then you better start \[D7]swimmin'
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Or you'll \[G7]sink like a s\[D]tone
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For the \[G]times they are a-\[C]cha\[D]ngi\[G]n'
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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Come writers and critics
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Who prophecies with your pen
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And keep your eyes wide
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The chance won't come again
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And don't speak too soon
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For the wheel's still in spin
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And there's no tellin' who
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That it's naming
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For the loser now
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Will be later to win
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For the times they are a-changin'
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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Come mothers and fathers
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Throughout the land
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And don't criticize
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What you can't understand
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Your sons and your daughters
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Are beyond your command
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Your old road is
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Rapidly aging
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Please get out of the new one
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If you can't lend your hand
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For the times they are a-changin'
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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Come senators, congressmen
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Please heed the call
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Don't stand in the doorway
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Don't block up the hall
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For he that gets hurt
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Will be he who has stalled
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There's a battle
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Outside and it's ragin'
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It'll soon shake your windows
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And rattle your walls
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For the times they are a-changin'
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\end{verse}
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\begin{verse}
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The line it is drawn
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The curse it is cast
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The slow one now will
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Later be fast
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As the present now
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Will later be past
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The order is rapidly fadin'
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And the first one now
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Will later be last
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For the times they are a-changin'
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\end{verse}
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\endsong
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