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by Bob Dylan
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Crimson
flames tied
through my ears
Rollin'
high and
mighty
trap
Countless
fire on
flaming road
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
Rom
antic flanks of
Musketeers
Found
ationed deep, some
how.
Ah, but
I was so much
older
then,
I'm
younger
than that
now.
In a s
oldier's
stance, I
aimed my hand
At the
mongrel
dogs who
teach
Fearing
not I'd be
come my
enemy
In the
instant that I
preach
Existence led by con
fusion boats
Mutiny from stern to
bow.
Ah, but
I was so much
older
then,
I'm
younger
than that
now.
Solo:
Ah, but
I was so much
older
then,
I'm
younger
than that
now.
My
guard stood
hard when
abstract threats
Too
noble
to neg
lect
Dece
ived me
into t
hinking
I had
something to pro
tect
Good and bad, I
define these terms
Quite
clear, no doubt, some
how.
Ah, but
I was so much
older
then,
I'm
younger
than that
now.
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