Bringing It All Back Home

Blood In My Eyes

I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it

Listen to Desolation Row

The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,;
If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."

Rough and Rowdy Ways

Things Have Changed

Yesterday everything was going too fast;
Today, it's moving too slow

The Original Mono Recordings

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.

Tempest

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Can't you make any sound?

Good as I Been to You

Series Of Dreams

Oh ev'ry foe that ever I faced The cause was there before we came.

Biograph

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

Don't trust me to show you beauty;
When beauty may only turn to rust.

Bob Dylan

When The Deal Goes Down

My so-called friends have fallen under a spell.;
They look me squarely in the eye and they say, "All is well.";
Can they imagine the darkness that will fall from on high;
When men will beg God to kill them and they won't be able to die?

Time out of Mind

Tangled Up In Blue

Give ya delusions of grandeur;
And a evil eye;
Give you idea that;
You're too good to die

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

And the dirt of gossip blows into my face,;
And the dust of rumors covers me.

Knocked Out Loaded

Must Be Santa

You can pound on the President's gate;
But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.

Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

Little Drummer Boy

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties;
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise

Street-Legal

Rolling Thunder Revue: A Bob Dylan Story By Martin Scorsese | Trailer | Netflix

In the day of confession;
We cannot mock a soul.;
Oh, when there's too much of nothing,;
No one has control.

Saved

Jokerman

We never thought we could ever get old.;
We thought we could sit forever in fun

Triplicate

Thunder On The Mountain

As his youth now unfolds;
He is centuries old;
Just to see him at play makes me smile;
No matter what happens to me;
No matter what my destiny;
Lord, protect my child

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home