The Times They Are A-Changin' - Live in Moscow & Leningrad, Russia - July/August 1987

The times they are a-changin'
 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 prophecise 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'
 For 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 the hall,
 For he that' gets hurt
 Will be he who has stalled,
 There's a battle
 Outside and it's ragin'
 It'll 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 agein'
 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'