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From uunet!stanford.edu!rutgers!cbmvax!macon Tue Jul 14 16:36:37 PDT 1992
Article: 714 of alt.guitar.tab
Path: nevada.edu!uunet!stanford.edu!rutgers!cbmvax!macon
From: macon@gallifry.Berkeley.EDU (Glen Macon)
Newsgroups: alt.guitar.tab
Subject: music : my back pages (dylan)
Keywords: dylan
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Date: 14 Jul 92 14:06:18 GMT
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Title: MY BACK PAGES (B. Dylan)
E E5 E E5
E C#m G#m A B E E5
Crimson flames run through my years, flowing high & mighty trapped
E C#m G#m A B
Countless fire and flaming rope, using ideas as my map
C#m G#m A B
We'll meet our own edges soon said I, proud me beaded brow
E A E
CHORUS: Ah but I was so much older then
A B E E5 E E5
I'm younger than that now.
E C#m G#m A B E E5
Half ripe prejudice leapt forth, rip down all hate I scream
E C#m G#m A B
Lies that life is black and white, spoke from my skull I dreamed
C#m G#m A B
Romantic flanks of musketeers, foundation deep somehow
CHORUS
E C#m G#m A B E E5
In a soldiers stance I aim my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach
E C#m G#m A B
During night I become my enemy in the instant that I preach
C#m G#m A B
Sisters fled by confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bow
CHORUS
E C#m G#m A B E E5
The guard stood hard when abstract prints too nobel to neglect
E C#m G#m A B
Deceived me into thinking, I had something to protect
C#m G#m A B
Good and bad I define these terms, why clear, no doubt, somehow.
CHORUS
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All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain.