A few weeks ago this very encouraging little greeting from Michael Moore arrived with his newsletter
- and hear! He is not only a award-winning film-maker but also a talented singer!
Michael Moore writes:
"Friends,
Here's a free song for you: http://soundcloud.com/occupy-this-album/01-michael-moore-the-times
It's my contribution to "Occupy This Album", a compilation CD (99 songs!) featuring David Crosby & Graham Nash, Steve Earle, Tom Morello, Willie Nelson, Ani DiFranco, Third Eye Blind, Immortal Technique and Jackson Browne to be released Tuesday, May 15th. All proceeds from this album will go to fund the Occupy Wall Street movement (all the musicians and songwriters have donated their time and music).
They asked me if I'd like to record a poem or maybe make a music video of some of the songs. I said, "I could just sing a song."
When the laughter died down, I recorded this.
I hope you enjoy my first try at this new profession (though I have no intention of giving up my day job).
And thank you, Bob Dylan, for your contribution, and for approving this, my debut.
Enjoy!
Michael Moore
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Here are the lyrics for the song (from AZlyrcics.com) - as relevant today as when they were written around 40 years ago
The times they are a-changin'
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'.