BOB DYLAN, JOAN BAEZ
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’
And 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
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 up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
The battle outside ragin’
Will 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 agin’
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
Bob Dylan, “The Times tha are ‘a changing” , 1962
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’
We shall overcome
We shall overcome
We shall overcome, somedayOh, deep in my heart
I know that I do believe
We shall overcome, somedayWe shall be alright
We shall be alright
We shall be alright, somedayOh, deep in my heart
I know that I do believe
We shall overcome, somedayWe shall live in peace
We shall live in peace
We shall live in peace, somedayOh, deep in my heart
I know that I do believe
We shall overcome, somedayWe are not afraid (oh Lord)
We are not afraid (oh Lord)
We are not afraid, todayOh, deep in my heart
I know that I do believe
We shall overcome, somedayWe shall overcome (oh Lord)
We shall overcome (oh Lord)
We shall overcome, somedayOh, deep in my heart
We shall overcome, Joan Baez, 1965
I know that I do believe
We shall overcome, someday
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they’re forever banned?The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the windYes, and how many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
And how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn’t see?The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the windYes, and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
And how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take ’til he knows
That too many people have died?The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
Blowin’ in the wind, 1963
The answer is blowin’ in the wind