Bob Dylan - My back pages

^ECrimson ^C#mflames tied ^G#mthrough my ears, rollin' ^Ahigh and ^Bmighty ^Etraps Countless ^C#mfire on ^G#mflaming roads, using ^Aideas as my ^Bmaps "W^C#me'll meet on ed^G#mges, soon," said I, ^Aproud 'neath heated ^Bbrow. Ah, but ^EI was so much ^Aolder ^Ethen, I'm ^Ayounger ^Bthan that ^Enow.

^EHalf-wracked ^C#mprejudice ^G#mleaped forth, "^A;rip down^B all hate^E," I screamed Lies that ^C#mlife is ^G#mblack and white, ^Aspoke from my skull, I ^Bdreamed ^C#mRomantic facts of ^G#mmusketeers, foun^Adationed deep, some^Bhow. Ah, but ^EI was so much ^Aolder ^Ethen, I'm ^Ayounger ^Bthan that ^Enow.

^EGirls' faces ^C#mformed the ^G#mforward path, from ^Aphony ^Bjealou^Esy To ^C#mmemorizing ^G#mpolitics, of ^Aancient histo^Bry ^C#mFlung down by corpse e^G#mvangelists, Un ^Athought of, though, some^Bhow. Ah, but ^EI was so much ^Aolder ^Ethen, I'm ^Ayounger ^Bthan that ^Enow.

A ^Eself-or^C#mdained pro^G#mfessor's tongue, too ^Aserious ^Bto ^Efool Spouted ^C#mout that liber^G#mty, is just ^Aequality in ^Bschool ^C#m"Equality^G#m," I spoke the word, as ^Aif a wedding ^Bvow. Ah, but ^EI was so much ^Aolder ^Ethen, I'm ^Ayounger ^Bthan that ^Enow.

In a ^Esoldier's ^C#mstance, I ^G#maimed my hand, at the ^Amongrel ^Bdogs who ^Eteach Fearing not that ^C#mI'd become my ^G#menemy, in the ^Ainstant that I ^Bpreach My ^C#mpathway led by con^G#mfusion boats, ^Amutiny from stern to ^Bbow. Ah, but ^EI was so much ^Aolder ^Ethen, I'm ^Ayounger ^Bthan that ^Enow.

Ah, but ^EI was so much ^Aolder ^Ethen, I'm ^Ayounger ^Bthan that ^Enow.

Yes, my ^Eguard stood ^C#mhard when ^G#mabstract threats, too ^Anoble ^Bto ne^Eglect Deceived me ^C#minto ^G#mthinking, I had ^Asomething to pro^Btect ^EGood and ^C#mbad, I de^G#mfine these terms, quite ^Aclear, no doubt, some^Bhow? Ah, but ^EI was so much ^Aolder ^Ethen, I'm ^Ayounger ^Bthan that ^Enow.