Knocked Out Loaded

Little Drummer Boy

I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,;
I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,;
Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.

Listen to Desolation Row

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II

When The Deal Goes Down

The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense.;
Take what you have gathered from coincidence.

Biograph

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.

Greatest Hits Volume 3

Things Have Changed

Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.

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

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,;
I can't unring the bell.

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration – Deluxe Edition

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Another Side of Bob Dylan

Thunder On The Mountain

If you're lookin' to get silly;
You better go back to from where you came

Street-Legal

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

You don't want a love that's pure;
You wanna drown love;
You want a watered-down love

Blonde on Blonde

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

The Basement Tapes

Must Be Santa

When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious

Christmas in the Heart

Jokerman

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

The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964

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the cops don't need you;
and man they expect the same

New Morning

Blood In My Eyes

Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,;
He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.

Fallen Angels

Tangled Up In Blue

They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.

Before the Flood

Series Of Dreams

I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech

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

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

Dylan

I'm goin' down to Tennessee,;
Get me a truck 'r somethin'.;
Gonna save my money and rip it up!

Dylan

Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,;
Pray that I don't die of thirst,;
Baby, two feet from the well.

Nashville Skyline

time is running backwards

Bringing It All Back Home

They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.

Blood on the Tracks