Blood In My Eyes

Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard;
I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word

Listen to Desolation Row

Dylan & The Dead

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

For the loser now;
Will be later to win

Modern Times

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

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 Basement Tapes

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You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely

Fallen Angels

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

People on the platforms;
Waiting for the trains;
I can hear their hearts a-beatin';
Like pendulums swinging on chains

The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991

When The Deal Goes Down

Go melt back into the night, babe,;
Everything inside is made of stone.;
There's nothing in here moving, An' anyway I'm not alone.

Planet Waves

Tangled Up In Blue

A million faces at my feet;
But all I see are dark eyes

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

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

I've already ripped out the phones, honey.;
You can't walk the streets in a war

Bob Dylan at Budokan


Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home

Little Drummer Boy

I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,;
Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.

Trouble No More – The Bootleg Series Vol. 13 / 1979-1981

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Now the moon is almost hidden;
The stars are beginning to hide;
The fortunetelling lady;
Has even taken all her things inside

Oh Mercy

Series Of Dreams

If dogs run free, why not me;
Across the swamp of time?

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

Things Have Changed

Yes, I see you on your window ledge;
But I can't tell just how far away you are from the edge

The Best of Bob Dylan

Thunder On The Mountain

Just what do you think you have to guard?

The Original Mono Recordings

Must Be Santa

Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?

Bob Dylan – The Rolling Thunder Revue: The 1975 Live Recordings