Year: 1967 - Album: The Essential Byrds
Written by Bob Dylan
Intro: (E E4) E C#m G#m A B7 E Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin' high and mighty traps C#m G#m A B7 Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps C#m G#m A B7 We'll meet on edges, soon, said I proud neat heated brow. E A E A B7 E E4 E E4 Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. E C#m G#m A B7 E Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth rip down all hate, I screamed C#m G#m A B7 Lies that life is black and white spoke from my skull, I dreamed C#m G#m A B7 Romantic flanks of musketeers foundation deep, somehow. E A E A B7 E E4 E E4 Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. E C#m G#m A B7 E In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach C#m G#m A B7 Fearing not that I'd become my enemy in the instant that I preach C#m G#m A B7 Sisters fled by confusion boats mutiny from stern to bow. E A E A B7 E E4 E E4 Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. Solo: (E C#m G#m A B7) x 2 C#m G#m A B7 E A E A B7 E E4 E E4 Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. E C#m G#m A B7 E My guard stood hard when abstract threats too noble to neglect C#m G#m A B7 Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect C#m G#m A B7 Good and bad, I define these terms quite clear, no doubt, somehow. E A E A B7 E Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now. (Intro) (To Fade)
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