John Wesley Harding

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

Listen to Desolation Row

The Essential Bob Dylan

Jokerman

Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,;
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

What good am I if I say foolish things;
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings;
And I just turn my back while you silently die,;
What good am I?

Triplicate

Must Be Santa

Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

I looked at my watch;
I looked at my wrist;
I punched myself in the face with my fist

Infidels

Series Of Dreams

She said, "Be easy, baby,;
There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."

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

Things Have Changed

I need a dump truck mama to unload my head

Knocked Out Loaded

Little Drummer Boy

Well, they're not showing any lights tonight;
And there's no moon.

Real Live

Blood In My Eyes

You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

Greatest Hits Volume 3

When The Deal Goes Down

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

Thunder On The Mountain

I must admit I felt a little uneasy;
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe

The Original Mono Recordings

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

I been hangin’ on threads I been playin’ it straight Now, I’ve just got to cut loose Before it gets late

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home

Tangled Up In Blue

Searching for my double, looking for;
Complete evaporation to the core

Dylan

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Put your body next to mine;
And keep me company,;
There is plenty a room for all,;
So please don't elbow me.

“Love and Theft”

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

The door has closed forevermore If indeed there ever was a door

The Best of Bob Dylan

How did I meet you? I don't know.

Under the Red Sky

Your temperature's too hot for taming

Blood on the Tracks

If I ever lose her I will go insane;
I go half crazy when she calls my name

Fallen Angels

That's how it is when things disintegrate

Saved

Run your fingers down my spine;
Bring me a touch of bliss

Empire Burlesque