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MY BACK PAGES (Written by Bob Dylan) Bob Dylan The Byrds Crimson flames tied through my years Rollin high and mighty trapped Countless violent flaming roads Using ideas as my map "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 flanks 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 I'd become my enemy In the instant that I preach Sisters led by confusion boats Mutiny from stern to bow Ah but I was so much older then I'm younger than that now 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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