Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dillon James
Performer
Kris Pooley
Percussion
Joe Ayoub
Alto
Greg Suran
Guitar
Tim Steward
Guitar
RJ Kelly
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kris Pooley
Producer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Songtexte
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 prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again
Don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who it's namin'
For the losers now will be later to win
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
And your old road is rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one if you can't lend the hand
For the times they are a-changin'
The line, it is drawn, and the curse it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past
And the order is rapidly fadin'
The first one now will later be last
For the times they are a changin'
For the times they are a changin'
For the times they are a changin'
For the times they are a changin'
Written by: Bob Dylan