(dylan)
Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rolling high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
We'll meet again soon I said
? ? ? me heated brow

Ah but I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

Half ? ? ? prejudice leaped forth
Break down all hate I scream
Lies at ? is black and white
Spoke from my skull I dream
Romantic flanks of musketeers
Foundation deep somehow

Chorus

• All I Really Want to Do
• Blowin' in The Wind
• I Shall Be Released
• I Want You
• I'll Be Your Baby Tonight
• Just Like a Woman
• Mighty Quinn
• My Back Pages
• Quit Your Low Down Ways
• The Times They Are A'changin'
• This Wheel's on Fire
• When The Ship Comes In