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Tom:
(C) (Am) (Em) Crimson flames tied through my ears
(F) (G) (C) Rolling high and mighty traps
(Am) (Em) Countless fire on flaming roads
(F) (G) Using ideas as my maps
Am Em "We'll meet on edges, soon", said I
F G Proud 'neath heated brow
C F C Ah, but I was so much older then
F G C I'm younger than that now
Am Em Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
F G C "Rip down all hate", I screamed
Am Em Lies that life is black and white
F G Spoke from my skull, I dreamed
Am Em Romantic facts of musketeers
F G Foundation deep, somehow
C F C Ah, but I was so much older then
F G C I'm younger than that now
Am Em Girls' faces formed the forward path
F G C From phoney jealousy
Am Em To memorizing politics
F G Of ancient history
Am Em Flung down by corpse evangelists
F G Unthought of, though, somehow
C F C Ah, but I was so much older then
F G C I'm younger than that now [INSTRUMENTAL]
C Am Em F G C Am Em F G Am Em F G
C F C Ah, but I was so much older then
F G C I'm younger than that now
Am Em My guard stood hard when abstract threats
F G C Too noble to neglect
Am Em Deceived me into thinking
F G I had something to protect
C Am Em Good and bad, I define these terms
F G Quite clear, no doubt, somehow
C F C Ah, but I was so much older then
F G C I'm younger than that now OUTRO: (## fade to end ##)
F G C I'm younger than that now
F G C I'm younger than that now
F G C I'm younger than that now
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Composição: Bob Dylan

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