Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
When The Deal Goes Down
I just can't fit; Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
Blood on the Tracks
Thunder On The Mountain
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?
The Essential Bob Dylan
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Now the rainman gave me two cures,; Then he said, "Jump right in."; The one was Texas medicine,; The other was just railroad gin.
Dylan
Series Of Dreams
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
Knocked Out Loaded
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.
MTV Unplugged
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
Yesterday everything was going too fast; Today, it's moving too slow
Bob Dylan – The Rolling Thunder Revue: The 1975 Live Recordings
Blood In My Eyes
You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece
The Times They Are A-Changin’
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966 Deluxe Edition
Jokerman
The treasure can't be found by men who search
Dylan & The Dead
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
I'm walking through streets that are dead
Another Side of Bob Dylan
Must Be Santa
This wheel shall explode!
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II
Little Drummer Boy
If you want to live easy
Baby pack your clothes with mine
World Gone Wrong
Tangled Up In Blue
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got; Seen better times, but who has not?
Bringing It All Back Home
You were snow, you were rain; You were striped, you were plain,;
The Original Mono Recordings
goodbye's too good a word, gal; so I'll just say fare thee well
Shadow Kingdom
Give me a string bean, I'm a hungry man.
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Complete
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
Triplicate
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
