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Bob Dylan
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Chords in this song

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 Crimson  flames  tied through  my ears
 Rollin'  high and mighty  traps
 Pounced  with fire  on flaming  roads
 Using  ideas as  my maps
 "We'll meet  on edges,  soon,"  said I
 Proud  'neath heated brow.
 Ah, but  I was so much older  then,
 I'm younger  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.
 Girls'  faces formed  the forward  path
 From phony  jealousy
 To memorizing  politics
 Of ancient  history
 Flung  down by corpse evangelists
 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 existence  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 guard  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.

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Readable chord sheet for My Back Pages by Bob Dylan

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[C]

Cr[C]imson fl[Am]ames tied t[Em]hrough my ears
Rolli[F]n' high and m[G]ighty tr[C]aps
P[C]ounced with f[Am]ire on fl[Em]aming r[C]oads
Us[F]ing ideas [Em]as my m[G]aps
"We'll m[F]eet on [Am]edges, so[G]on," said [C]I
P[Am]roud 'neath heated br[F]ow.    [G]
Ah, b[C]ut I was so much o[Am]lder th[C]en,
I'm y[F]ounger th[G]an that n[C]ow.

[G]    [G]    [G]    [G]

Ha[C]lf-wracked pr[Am]ejudice[Em] leaped forth
"Ri[F]p down all h[G]ate," I scr[C]eamed
L[C]ies that [Am]life is b[Em]lack and white
[F]Spoke from my skull. I dr[G]eamed
Rom[Am]antic facts of m[Em]usketeers
Found[F]ationed deep, someh[G]ow.
Ah, but [C]I was s[Am]o much [Em]older th[F]en,
I'm y[G]ounger than that [C]now.

Girl[C]s' faces f[Am]ormed the f[Em]orward path
From ph[F]ony j[G]ealous[C]y
To m[C]emor[Am]izing p[Em]olitics
Of [F]ancient histor[G]y
Flun[Am]g down by corpse ev[Em]angelists
Unth[F]ought of, though, someh[G]ow.
Ah, bu[C]t I was so much [F]older th[C]en,
I'm y[F]ounger th[G]an that n[C]ow.

A s[C]elf-ord[Am]ained prof[Em]essor's tongue
Too [F]serio[G]us to f[C]ool
Sp[C]outed o[Am]ut that [Em]liberty
Is j[F]ust equality in sch[G]ool
"Eq[Am]uality," I sp[Em]oke the word
As [F]if a wedding v[G]ow.
Ah, but[C] I was [Am]so much older then,
I[F]'m younger t[G]han that n[C]ow.

In a s[C]oldier's st[Am]ance, I ai[Em]med my hand
At the m[F]ongrel d[G]ogs who te[C]ach
F[C]earing not that I'[Am]d become my[Em] enemy
In the i[F]nstant that I pr[G]each
My e[Am]xistence led by co[F]nfusion b[C]oats
M[Am]utiny from s[Em]tern to b[G]ow.
Ah, but [C]I was s[Am]o much o[F]lder t[C]hen,
I'm y[G]ounger than that n[C]ow.

Yes, my g[C]uard sto[Am]od hard when a[Em]bstract threats
Too n[F]oble t[G]o negl[C]ect
Dece[C]ived me i[Am]nto th[Em]inking
I had s[F]omething to prot[G]ect
G[Am]ood and bad, I def[Em]ine these terms
Q[F]uite clear, no doubt, som[G]ehow.
Ah, but [C]I was [Am]so much o[F]lder th[C]en,
I'm yo[G]unger than that n[C]ow.

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