Songs From the 1960s

Songs From the 1960s

Bob Dylan, Blowin' In The Wind (1962)

How many roads must a man walk down

Before you call him a man?

Yes, �n� how many seas must a white dove sail

Before she sleeps in the sand?

Yes, �n� 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 wind

How many years can a mountain exist

Before it�s washed to the sea?

Yes, �n� how many years can some people exist

Before they�re allowed to be free?

Yes, �n� how many times can a man turn his head

Pretending he just doesn�t see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin� in the wind

The answer is blowin� in the wind

How many times must a man look up

Before he can see the sky?

Yes, �n� how many ears must one man have

Before he can hear people cry?

Yes, �n� how many deaths will it take till he knows

That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin� in the wind

The answer is blowin� in the wind

Bob Dylan, Times They are A'Changin' (1963)

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

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 and it is 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 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

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�

Beatles, Revolution 1968

You say you want a revolution

Well, you know

We all want to change the world

You tell me that it's evolution

Well, you know

We all want to change the world

But when you talk about destruction

Don't you know that you can count me out

Don't you know it's gonna be all right

all right, all right

You say you got a real solution

Well, you know

We'd all love to see the plan

You ask me for a contribution

Well, you know

We're doing what we can

But when you want money

for people with minds that hate

All I can tell is brother you have to wait

Don't you know it's gonna be all right

all right, all right

ah, ah, ah, ah, ah...

You say you'll change the constitution

Well, you know

We all want to change your head

You tell me it's the institution

Well, you know

You better free you mind instead

But if you go carrying pictures of chairman Mao

You ain't going to make it with anyone anyhow

Don't you know it's gonna be all right

all right, all right

all right, all right, all right

Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young, Teach Your Children (1969)

You, who are on the road

Must have a code

That you can live by.

And so, become yourself

Because the past

Is just a goodbye.

Teach, your children well

Their father's hell

Did slowly go by

And feed them on your dreams

The one they pick's

The one you'll know by.

Don't you ever ask them why

If they told you, you would die

So just look at them and sigh

And know they love you.

And you (Can you hear and)

Of tender years (Do you care and)

Can't know the fears (Can you see we)

That your elders grew by (Must be free to)

And so please help (Teach your children)

Them with your youth (You believe and)

They seek the truth (Make a world that)

Before they can die (We can live in)

Teach your parents well

Their children�s hell

Will slowly go by

And feed them on your dreams

The one they pick's

The one you�ll know by.

Don�t you ever ask them why

If they told you, you would cry

So just look at them and sigh

And know they love you.

Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young, Ohio (1970)

Tin soldiers and Nixon's comin'.

We're finally on our own.

This summer I hear the drummin'.

Four dead in Ohio.

Gotta get down to it.

Soldiers are gunning us down.

Should have been done long ago.

What if you knew her and

Found her dead on the ground?

How can you run when you know?

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.

Gotta get down to it.

Soldiers are cutting us down.

Should have been done long ago.

What if you knew her and

Found her dead on the ground?

How can you run when you know?

Tin soldiers and Nixon's comin'.

We're finally on our own.

This summer I hear the drummin'.

Four dead in Ohio.