Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Byrds
Vocals
David Crosby
Vocals
Chris Hillman
Vocals
Vern Gosdin
Acoustic Guitar
Clarence White
Electric Guitar
Jim McGuinn
12-String Guitar
Michael Clarke
Drums
Hugh Masekela
Horn
Roger McGuinn
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gary Usher
Producer
Vic Anesini
Mastering Engineer
Tim Geelan
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Crimson flames tied through my years
Flowing high and mighty trapped
Countless fire and flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges, soon," said I
Proud 'neath heated brow
[Verse 2]
Ah, but I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now
[Verse 3]
Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate", I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull, I dreamed
Romantic flanks of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow
[Verse 4]
Ah, but I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now
[Verse 5]
In a soldier's stance I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
Sisters fled by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now
[Verse 6]
Ah, but I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now
[Verse 7]
My guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow
[Verse 8]
Ah, but I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now
Written by: Bob Dylan