E C#m G#m A B E E4 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 E4 E E4 I'm younger than that now.
(Tom Petty sings):
E C#m G#m A B E E4 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
(Neil Young sings, same chords as before):
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,
CHORUS
(Eric Clapton's guitar solo):
E C#m G#m e:-----------|---------------------------|----------------------------------| B:--------17-|-19b(21)--19b(21)--19b(21)-|-19b(21)r19--17h19------17--------| G:16-h18-----|---------------------------|--------------------18------------| D:-----------|---------------------------|----------------------------------| A:-----------|---------------------------|----------------------------------| E:-----------|---------------------------|----------------------------------|
A B E e:----------------------------------------|-------16--17| B:-19b(21)r19--17------17-----------------|-------------| G:-----------------18------18-p16--18--16~~~~~~~--------| D:----------------------------------------|-------------| A:----------------------------------------|-------------| E:----------------------------------------|-------------|
E C#m G#m e:-/19--19--19b(21)r19-|-------------------------------------------| B:---------------------|-19b(21)r19--17-h19--17h19p17------17------| G:---------------------|-------------------------------18----------| D:---------------------|-------------------------------------------| A:---------------------|-------------------------------------------| E:---------------------|-------------------------------------------|
A B e:-16-h17--19-----------------|------------------16-------------| B:-------------19b(21)r19--17-|--------------17------19b(21)r19-| G:----------------------------|-16----16h18---------------------| D:----------------------------|---------------------------------| A:----------------------------|---------------------------------| E:----------------------------|---------------------------------|
A B e:----------------|------------------------------------| B:-17------17-----|------------------------17--19------| G:-----18------18-|-16--18--13h14--16--18--------------| D:----------------|------------------------------------| A:----------------|------------------------------------| E:----------------|------------------------------------|
E A E e:-----------------------------------------|--------------------| B:-19b(21)r19--17------17------------------|--------------------| G:-----------------18------18--p16---------|-------------14--16-| D:----------------------------------18--16-|-14-h16-/18---------| A:-----------------------------------------|--------------------| E:-----------------------------------------|--------------------|
A B E e:----------------------------------------------|---| B:----------------------------------------------|---| G:----------------------------------------------|---| D:-------16b(18)r16--14-------------------------|---| A:-----------------------16--14-----------------|---| E:-------------------------------16--14--16--14-|-12|
(Eric steps forward and sings his verse):
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
CHORUS
(Dylan croacks his verse on stage but on the disk he misteriously sounds fine):
In a soldiers stance I aim my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach During night I become my enemy in the instant that I preach My existance fled by confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bow
CHORUS
(George Harrison):
The guard stood hard when abstract prints too nobel to neglect Deceived me into thinking, I had something to protect Good and bad I define these terms, why clear, no doubt, somehow.
(Neil Young's guitar solo)
If there's a demand I'll tab the second solo too, although it is quite simple.
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