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my back pages ver . 1 chords *
the byrds ( bob dylan )
capo ii
xd Bm F#m
crimson flames tied through my ears ,
G A D
rollin’ high and mighty traps
Bm F#m
countless fire on flaming roads ,
G A
using ideas as my maps
Bm F#m
“we’ll meet on edges , soon , ” said i ,
G A
proud ’neath heated brow .
D G D
ah , but i was so much older then ,
G A D
i’m younger than that now .
D Bm F#m
half – wracked prejudice leaped forth ,
G A D
“rip down all hate , ” i screamed
Bm F#m
lies that life is black and white ,
G A
spoke from my skull , i dreamed
Bm F#m
romantic facts of musketeers ,
G A
foundationed deep , somehow .
D G D
ah , but i was so much older then ,
G A D
i’m younger than that now .
D Bm F#m
in a soldier’s stance , i aimed my hand ,
G A D
at the mongrel dogs who teach
Bm F#m
fearing not that i’d become my enemy ,
G A
in the instant that i preach
Bm F#m
my pathway led by confusion boats ,
G A
mutiny from stern to bow .
D G D
ah , but i was so much older then ,
G A D
i’m younger than that now .
D Bm F#m G A D D Bm F#m G A Bm F#m G A
D G D
ah , but i was so much older then ,
G A D
i’m younger than that now .
D Bm F#m
yes , my guard stood hard when abstract threats ,
G A D
too noble to neglect
Bm F#m
deceived me into thinking ,
G A
i had something to protect
D Bm F#m
good and bad , i define these terms ,
G A
quite clear , no doubt , somehow?
D G D
ah , but i was so much older then ,
G A D
i’m younger than that now .
D Dsus4 4
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* alternate :
capo iv
D = C
Bm = Am
F#m = Em
G = F
A = G
Dsus4 = Csus4
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my back pages ver . 2 chords
the byrds ( bob dylan )
xe C#m G#m
crimson flames tied through my ears ,
A B E
rollin’ high and mighty traps
C#m G#m
countless fire on flaming roads ,
A B
using ideas as my maps
C#m G#m
“we’ll meet on edges , soon , ” said i ,
A B
proud ’neath heated brow .
E A E
ah , but i was so much older then ,
A B E
i’m younger than that now .
E C#m G#m
half – wracked prejudice leaped forth ,
A B E
“rip down all hate , ” i screamed
C#m G#m
lies that life is black and white ,
A B
spoke from my skull , i dreamed
C#m G#m
romantic facts of musketeers ,
A B
foundationed deep , somehow .
E A E
ah , but i was so much older then ,
A B E
i’m younger than that now .
E C#m G#m
in a soldier’s stance , i aimed my hand ,
A B E
at the mongrel dogs who teach
C#m G#m
fearing not that i’d become my enemy ,
A B
in the instant that i preach
C#m G#m
my pathway led by confusion boats ,
A B
mutiny from stern to bow .
E A E
ah , but i was so much older then ,
A B E
i’m younger than that now .
E C#m G#m A B E E C#m G#m A B C#m G#m A B
E A E
ah , but i was so much older then ,
A B E
i’m younger than that now .
E C#m G#m
yes , my guard stood hard when abstract threats ,
A B E
too noble to neglect
C#m G#m
deceived me into thinking ,
A B
i had something to protect
E C#m G#m
good and bad , i define these terms ,
A B
quite clear , no doubt , somehow?
E A E
ah , but i was so much older then ,
A B E
i’m younger than that now .
E Esus4 4
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