Somethin' there is about you that I can't quite put my finger on.
Listen to Desolation Row
Biograph
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966
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I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
Slow Train Coming
Thunder On The Mountain
Seen the arrow on the doorpost; Saying, "This land is condemned; All the way from New Orleans; To Jerusalem."
Blood on the Tracks
Jokerman
The sky is trembling, And I must leave.
Bob Dylan
Blood In My Eyes
Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you; It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow
Nashville Skyline
Little Drummer Boy
I don't need any reminder; To know how much I really care
The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966
Things Have Changed
You cast your spell and I went under,; I find it so difficult to leave.
Down in the Groove
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14 Deluxe Edition
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,; I can't unring the bell.
Blonde on Blonde
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
What looks large from a distance,; Close up ain't never that big.
Oh Mercy
Series Of Dreams
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
The Bootleg Series, Vol 5: Bob Dylan Live 1975
Tangled Up In Blue
We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn
Knocked Out Loaded
When The Deal Goes Down
Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.; I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.
The Best of the Original Mono Recordings
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
Just what do you think you have to guard?
The Basement Tapes
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,; Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,; Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
John Wesley Harding
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
The Times They Are A-Changin’
I wish that for just one time; You could stand inside my shoes; You'd know what a drag it is; To see you
Self Portrait
I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Complete
Where black is the color, where none is the number
