My Back Pages Chords by The Byrds

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_ [C#m] Crimson flames [G#m] tied through my ears, [A] throwing [B] high and mighty [E] traps _ _
_ _ [C#m] Countless [G#m] fire and flame enrolled, [A] using ideas as [B] my maps _
[C#m] We'll meet our legend [G#m] soon, said I, [A] _ proudly [B] petered brow
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Papa, I was so [A] much older [E] then, I'm younger [B] [E] than that now
Half _ _ _ _ _ [C#m]-right prejudice [G#m] _ _ leapfrogged, [A] ripped [B] down all [E] hate I screamed
_ _ Lies [C#m] that [G#m] life is black and white, _ [A] spoke from my [B] skull I dreamed
_ _ [C#m] Romantic blanks [G#m] of musketeers, _ [A] foundation deep [B] _
somehow
_ [E] Papa, I was so [A] much older [E] then, I'm younger [B] than that [E] now _ _ _ _ _
In a [C#m] soldier's [G#m] stance I aimed my hand, [Am] at the [B] mongrel dogs [E] who teach _
Fearing that [C#m] I'd become [G#m] my enemy, _ [A] in the instant that [B] I'd preach _ _
[C#m] _ Sisters fled [G#m] my confusion, boats [A] mute me from [B] stern to bow
[E] Papa, I was so [A] much older [E] then, [A] I'm younger [E] than that now
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[B] _ _ _ _ [E] I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now
My _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] guard stood [G#m] hard, when abstract threats, [A] too [B] noble to [E] neglect _ _
Deceived [C#m] me [G#m] into thinking, _ [A] I had something to [B] protect _ _
[C#m] Good and bad, [G#m] I defined these terms, [A] quite clear, no [B] doubt, somehow _ _
[E] Papa, I was so [A] much [E] older then, [A] I'm [B] younger than [E] that now _ _
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