Oh Mercy

Little Drummer Boy

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

Listen to Desolation Row

Dylan

Must Be Santa

The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun

The Original Mono Recordings

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

He said, Are you lookin' for somethin' easy to catch?;
I said, I got no money. He said, That ain't necessary.

The Basement Tapes

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

Don't follow leaders;
Watch the parkin' meters

Slow Train Coming

Tangled Up In Blue

Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?

Shadow Kingdom

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

Thunder On The Mountain

It's all been designed, he said, "To make you lose your mind,;
And when you go back to find it, there's nothing there to find."

Saved

Series Of Dreams

It's mighty funny;
the end of time has just begun

Christmas in the Heart

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

Well, anybody can be just like me, obviously;
But then, now again, not too many can be like you, fortunately.

Bob Dylan at Budokan

Things Have Changed

He said his name was Columbus;
I just said, "Good luck."

The Times They Are A-Changin’

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

Put my tears in a bottle Screw the top on tight

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

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

My head tells me it's time to make a change;
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits

Blood In My Eyes

Last night I danced with a stranger;
But she just reminded me you were the one

More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14 Deluxe Edition

When The Deal Goes Down

There's some people that;
You don't forget,;
Even though you've only seen'm;
One time or two.

MTV Unplugged

Jokerman

My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home

I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.

Bringing It All Back Home

Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain;
Pay for your ticket and don't complain

Bob Dylan

She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own

Biograph

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night

The Best of the Original Mono Recordings

We grew up together;
From the cradle to the grave;
We died and were reborn;
And then mysteriously saved.

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

But even the president of the United States, Sometimes must have, To stand naked.