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Intro: (E E4)
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Crimson flames tied through my ears Rollin' high and mighty traps
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Pounced with fire on flaming roads using ideas as my maps
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We'll meet on edges, soon, said I proud neat heated brow.
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Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.
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Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth rip down all hate, I screamed
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Lies that life is black and white spoke from my skull, I dreamed
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Romantic flanks of musketeers foundation deep, somehow.
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Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.
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In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach
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Fearing not that I'd become my enemy in the instant that I preach
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Sisters fled by confusion boats mutiny from stern to bow.
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Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.
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Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.
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My guard stood hard when abstract threats too noble to neglect
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Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect
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Good and bad, I define these terms quite clear, no doubt, somehow.
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Ah, but I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now.
(Intro) (To Fade)
Written by Bob Dylan