Top Songs By Bob Dylan
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Vocals
Mark Knopfler
Guitar
Pick Withers
Drums
Barry Beckett
Keyboards
Tim Drummond
Bass
Chris Austopchuk
Conductor
Nicky Lindeman
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Rosen
Producer
Diane Lapson
Assistant Producer
Debbie Sweeney
Assistant Producer
Vickie Mathis
Assistant Producer
Margarita Miller
Assistant Producer
Barry Beckett
Producer
Irene Provisiero
Assistant Producer
Kathi Kathi
Assistant Producer
Sam Sam
Assistant Producer
Lauren Oliver
Assistant Producer
Mark Wilder
Mastering Engineer
Jerry Wexler
Producer
Lyrics
You harbor resentment
You know there ain't too much of a thrill
You wish for contentment
But you got an emptiness that can't be filled
You've had enough hatred
Your bones are breaking, can't find nothing sacred
Ye shall be changed
Ye shall be changed
In the twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
The dead will arise and burst out of your clothes
And ye shall be changed
Everything you've gotten
You've gotten by sweat, blood and muscle
From early in the morning 'til way past dark
All you ever do is hustle
All your loved ones have walked out the door
You're not even sure 'bout your wife and kids no more, but
Ye shall be changed
Ye shall be changed
In the twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
The dead will arise and burst out of your clothes
And ye shall be changed
The past don't control you
But the future's like a roulette wheel spinning
Deep down inside, you know you need a whole new beginning
Don't have to go to Russia or Iran
Just surrender to God and He'll
Move you right here where you stand, and
Ye shall be changed
Ye shall be changed
In the twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
The dead will arise and burst out of your clothes
And ye shall be changed
You drink bitter water
And you been eating the bread of sorrow
You can't live for today
When all you're thinking of is tomorrow
The path you've endured has been rough
When you've decided that you've had enough, then
Ye shall be changed
Ye shall be changed
In the twinkling of an eye, when the last trumpet blows
The dead will arise and burst out of your clothes
And ye shall be changed
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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