Bob Dylan - My Back Pages

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Band name Bob Dylan
Song name My Back Pages
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Added 05/07/2008
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MY BACK PAGES
                          Bob Dylan
                  ANOTHER SIDE OF BOB DYLAN

Capo on 3rd fret

  C       Am       Em
Crimson flames tied through my ears
         F         G      C
Rollin' high and mighty traps...
  C           Am     Em
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
      F            G
Using i-deas as my maps...
        Am            Em
"We'll meet on edges, soon said," I,
 F                  G
Proud 'neath heated brow...
        C     Am       Em     F
Ah, but I was so much older then
     C      G           C
I'm young-er than that now.

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth,
"Rip down all hate," I screamed,
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull I dreamed.
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow,
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Girl's faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy,
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history.
Flung down by corpse evangelist
Unthought of, though, somehow,
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school.
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

In a soldier's stance I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach.
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Yes, my guards stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect.
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow,
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.

Thanks

Randy Robbins

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