World Gone Wrong

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So long, New York.;
Howdy, East Orange.

Listen to Desolation Row

Before the Flood

Thunder On The Mountain

Wealth is a filthy rag;
So erotic so unpatriotic;
So wrapped up in the American flag

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

Tangled Up In Blue

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line,;
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.

Real Live

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,;
How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?;
Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,;
Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.

Bob Dylan

When The Deal Goes Down

I'm T-boned and punctured;
But I'm known to be calm

The Original Mono Recordings

Series Of Dreams

What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

Little Drummer Boy

I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much;
Nothing can heal me now, but your touch

The Best of Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore;
You may not see me tomorrow.

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

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

But the enemy I see Wears a cloak of decency


Things Have Changed

You'd better do somethin' quick;
She's your lover now.

Down in the Groove


goodbye's too good a word, gal;
so I'll just say fare thee well

Greatest Hits Volume 3

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

If God's on our side;
He'll stop the next war.


Blood In My Eyes

Those are the hills of hell-fire my love;
Where you and I will unite

Knocked Out Loaded

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

One of these days and it won't be long;
Going down in the valley and sing my song;
I will sing it loud and sing it strong;
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II

Must Be Santa

Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real;
Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel;
And I'll rock you too

Fallen Angels