Triplicate

Thunder On The Mountain

Every brain is civilized,;
Every nerve is analyzed,;
Everything is criticized when you are in need.

Listen to Desolation Row

Real Live

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I can't provide for you no easy answers,;
Who are you that I should have to lie?

Down in the Groove

Jokerman

Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign

Infidels

Things Have Changed

You have explained every mystery.;
What can I do for You?

The Basement Tapes

Series Of Dreams

This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town;
This is the blind horse that leads you around

Modern Times

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

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

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home

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

Pain sure brings out the best in people, doesn't it?

Shadows in the Night

Blood In My Eyes

I've been walking through the middle of nowhere;
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,;
But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.

Empire Burlesque

Little Drummer Boy

What kind of sign they need when it all come from within

Nashville Skyline

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too;
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through

Under the Red Sky

Must Be Santa

What good am I if I say foolish things;
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings;
And I just turn my back while you silently die,;
What good am I?

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

Tangled Up In Blue

All I really want to do,;
Is, baby, be friends with you.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964

When The Deal Goes Down

You could ride like Annie Oakley,;
You could shoot like Belle Starr.

Time out of Mind

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,;
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.

The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969

Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do

Street-Legal

Ain't no reason to go anywhere.

Christmas in the Heart

The vagabond who's rapping at your door;
Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.

The Best of Bob Dylan

Whatever you gonna do,;
Please do it fast.

More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14

You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait