Текст песни The Byrds - My Back Pages
The Byrds - My Back Pages слова песни
Written by Bob DylanCrimson flames tied through my yearsRollin high and mighty trappedCountless violent flaming roadsUsing ideas as my map"We`ll meet on edges soon" said IProud `neath heated browAh but I was so much older thenI`m younger than that nowHalf wracked prejudice leaped forth"Rip down all hate" I screamedLies that life is black and whiteSpoke from my skull. I dreamedRomantic flanks of musketeersFoundationed deep, somehowAh but I was so much older thenI`m younger than that nowIn a soldier`s stance, I aimed my handAt the mongrel dogs who teachFearing not I`d become my enemyIn the instant that I preachSisters fled by confusion boatsMutiny from stern to bowAh but I was so much older thenI`m younger than that nowMy guard stood hard when abstract threatsToo noble to neglectDeceived me into thinkingI had something to protectGood and bad I define these termsQuite clear, no doubt, somehowAh but I was so much older thenI`m younger than that now