I wanted to use the words to another protest song: “Hurricane of Change” by Canadian folk artist Murray MacLauchlan, but I couldn’t find a complete set of words/good video on the web! Most of Murray’s other songs, and this was played a lot in 1973 along with other hits from his album Dust to Dust, can be dug up. Others have covered the song, including Neil Young, but I wanted the original.

So I turned instead to another protest song about change from our reluctant or arrogant Nobel prize winner, Bob Dylan. I’m not going to be complacent anymore. Once much more of an activist, in these troubling times, I need to either get out of the road or lend a hand. Times are a-changin’ for me too – time to lend a hand again. If I marched in my 20s, I hope can do so again all these years later.

For Song Lyric Sunday: Change (4.12.16) For more on my call to arms (and hands), see here.

Come gather ’round people wherever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
Accept it soon, you’ll be drenched to the bone

If your time to you is worth savin’
Then you better start swimmin’, you could 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
There’s a battle outside 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, beyond your command

Your old road is rapidly agin’
So get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand
For the times, they are a-changin’

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
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’

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Two Dylan videos: Live to tape on a television show Quest, 1963 and 50 years later, at the White House

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