My Back Pages Ramones # #Ramones #My back pages # #( B E ) x3 # [E] [E]Crimson [C#]flames tied[G#] through my ears, rollin' [A]high and [B]mighty [E]traps [E]Pounced wi[C#]th fire o[G#]n flaming roads, usi[A]ng ideas as [B]my maps [C#]We'll meet on edges, soo[G#]n said I, pro[A]ud 'neath heated[B] brow Ah[E] but I was so [A]much o[E]lder then I[A]'m young[B]er than th[E]at now Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth, rip down all hate I scream Lies that life is black and white, spoke from my sku (chordiearchive.chordie.com)