Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)
Jokerman
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',; But I'll know my song well before I start singin'
Listen to Desolation Row
The Best of Bob Dylan
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
she's true, like ice, like fire
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14 Deluxe Edition
Little Drummer Boy
Time passes slowly when you're searchin' for love.
Street-Legal
Blood In My Eyes
What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom?
Nashville Skyline
Things Have Changed
You got a lotta nerve; To say you are my friend
Together Through Life
Thunder On The Mountain
The sun's not yellow it's chicken
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14
Series Of Dreams
Don't trust me to show you love; When my love may be only lust.
Oh Mercy
Must Be Santa
If I shut myself off so I can't hear you cry,; What good am I?
Down in the Groove
Tangled Up In Blue
When he died I was hopin' that it wasn't contagious
Fallen Angels
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
All the laughter is just making me sad
Dylan & The Dead
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Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
Planet Waves
When The Deal Goes Down
Roses are red, violets are blue; And time is beginning to crawl
World Gone Wrong
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
your pleasure knows no limits
Dylan
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand; In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
Shadows in the Night
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,; Wiggle 'til you vomit fire
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits
Oh the fishes will laugh; As they swim out of the path; And the seagulls they'll be smiling.
Tempest
An' here I sit so patiently; Waiting to find out what price; You have to pay to get out of; Going through all these things twice.
Infidels
Oh, the only decent thing I did when I worked as a postal clerk; Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I used to work.; Was I a fool or not to try to protect your identity?; You looked a little burned out, my friend,; I thought it might be up to me.
