Verse 1
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Come gather 'round people, wherever you roam
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And admit that the waters around you have grown
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And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
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If your time to you is worth savin'
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Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone
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For the times, they are a-changin'
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Verse 2
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Come writers and critics who prophesize with your pen
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And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again
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And don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin
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And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
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For the loser now will be later to win
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For the times, they are a-changin'
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Verse 3
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Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call
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Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
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For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
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There's a battle outside and it is raging
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It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
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For the times, they are a-changin'
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Verse 4
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Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
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And don't criticize what you can't understand
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Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
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Your old road is rapidly aging
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Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand
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For the times, they are a-changin'
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Verse 5
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The line, it is drawn, the curse, it is cast
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The slow one now will later be fast
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As the present now will later be past
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The order is rapidly fading
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And the first one now will later be last
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For the times, they are a-changin'
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That said, Bob Dylan hasn't seemed to criticize younger generations of artists like many of his aged peers have.
I particularly like the way he talks about the inexorability of the passing of time, and the new generations challenging the previous ones -a timeless and universal theme.
Other than that, I haven't heard that Dylan criticizes new artists either.