《 The Byrds - My Back Pages 》

《 The Byrds - My Back Pages 》

Crimson flames tied through my ears

Rollin' high and mighty traps

Countless 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

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

Sisters fled by confusion boats

Mutiny from stern to bow

Ah, but I was so much older then

I'm younger than that now

Ah, but I was so much older then

I'm younger than that now

Songwriters

BOB DYLAN

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