Artiste : Bob Dylan
Titre : My Back Pages
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D Bm G D
Crimson flames tied through my ears
G D Em7 A7
Rollin' high and mighty traps...
D Bm G D
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
G D Em7 A7
Using i-deas as my maps...
D F#m G D
"We'll meet on edges, soon said," I,
Em7 A7 Em7 A7
Proud 'neath heated brow...
D D7 G D
Ah, but I was so much older then
Em7 A7 G D
I'm young-er 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.
Girl's faces formed the forward path
>From phony jealousy,
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history.
Flung down by corpse evangelist
Unthought of, though, somehow,
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school.
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow
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.
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Yes, my guards 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.
Cours de guitare gratuits
Dernière modification : 2007-11-18
Version : 1.0
Titre : My Back Pages
Cours de guitare gratuits
D Bm G D
Crimson flames tied through my ears
G D Em7 A7
Rollin' high and mighty traps...
D Bm G D
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
G D Em7 A7
Using i-deas as my maps...
D F#m G D
"We'll meet on edges, soon said," I,
Em7 A7 Em7 A7
Proud 'neath heated brow...
D D7 G D
Ah, but I was so much older then
Em7 A7 G D
I'm young-er 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.
Girl's faces formed the forward path
>From phony jealousy,
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history.
Flung down by corpse evangelist
Unthought of, though, somehow,
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school.
"Equality," I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow
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.
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow
Ah, but I was so much older then,
I'm younger than that now.
Yes, my guards 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.
Cours de guitare gratuits
Dernière modification : 2007-11-18
Version : 1.0

