Slow Train Coming

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

Mama, take this badge off of me

Listen to Desolation Row

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Complete

Must Be Santa

I'm just sitting here beating on my trumpet

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

If God's on our side;
He'll stop the next war.

Dylan

Tangled Up In Blue

Now, don't crowd me, lady;
Or I'll fill up your shoe

The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964

Series Of Dreams

Do you know where we're headin'?;
Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?

The Best of Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

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

Good as I Been to You

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Are you looking at me and thinking of somebody else?

Infidels

Little Drummer Boy

Took a stranger to teach me, to look into justice's beautiful face;
And to see an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

Shot of Love

Thunder On The Mountain

Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me;
And I do not really need to be;
Assured that love is just a four-letter word

New Morning

Blood In My Eyes

We pointed out the way to go;
And scratched your name in sand,;
Though you just thought it was nothing more;
Than a place for you to stand.

Tempest

Things Have Changed

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

Fallen Angels

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Well, you're on your own, you always were,;
In a land of wolves and thieves.

Nashville Skyline

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Where black is the color, where none is the number

Planet Waves

Jokerman

Your magnetic movements;
Still capture the minutes I'm in.

Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)

When The Deal Goes Down

My head tells me it's time to make a change;
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.

The Times They Are A-Changin’

Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,;
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery

Under the Red Sky

Time is all I have to give

Empire Burlesque

people don’t live or die, people just float

MTV Unplugged

For the loser now;
Will be later to win

Biograph

When you know as well as me;
You'd rather see me paralyzed

The Original Mono Recordings