The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

When The Deal Goes Down

People tell me it's a sin;
To know and feel too much within.

Listen to Desolation Row

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

Little Drummer Boy

Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer;
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

Blonde on Blonde

Must Be Santa

You don't want a love that's pure;
You wanna drown love;
You want a watered-down love

Street-Legal

Tangled Up In Blue

Oh, some of us'll end up;
In St. Cloud Prison,;
And some of us'll wind up, To be lawyers and things

Biograph

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain

The Best of Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

Too many thoughts get in the way in the day

Saved

Thunder On The Mountain

He looks so truthful, is this how he feels;
Trying to peel the moon and expose it

Under the Red Sky

Series Of Dreams

So take heed, take heed of the western wind

Tempest

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I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II

Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)

And, when I was through;
I filled up my shoe;
And brought it to you.

Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

Things Have Changed

Don't trust me to show you the truth;
When the truth may only be ashes and dust.

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Blood In My Eyes

They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in;
Sing Amazing Grace all the way to the Swiss banks

The Times They Are A-Changin’

Jokerman

Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him

MTV Unplugged

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

We're idiots, babe.;
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.

Before the Flood

Well, I try my best;
To be just like I am,;
But everybody wants you;
To be just like them.

Knocked Out Loaded

Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high.;
One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie.

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