The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Blood In My Eyes

Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder

Listen to Desolation Row

Infidels

Things Have Changed

You know, the streets are filled with vipers;
Who've lost all ray of hope,;
You know, it ain't even safe no more;
In the palace of the Pope.

The Bootleg Series Vol. 17: Fragments – Time Out of Mind Sessions (1996–1997)

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

It was then that I got up to leave;
But she said, "Don't forget,;
Everybody must give something back;
For something they get."

Before the Flood

Jokerman

All the laughter is just making me sad

John Wesley Harding

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

You lose yourself, you reappear

The Original Mono Recordings

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.

World Gone Wrong

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

Ain't complaining 'bout what I got;
Seen better times, but who has not?

Blood on the Tracks

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Time is all I have to give

Modern Times

Tangled Up In Blue

I'm in a cowboy band

Greatest Hits Volume 3

Thunder On The Mountain

I see people in the park forgetting their troubles and woes;
They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright colored clothes;
All the young men with their young women looking so good;
Well, I'd trade places with any of them ;
In a minute, if I could

Biograph

Series Of Dreams

A million faces at my feet;
But all I see are dark eyes

Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

Little Drummer Boy

It's too hot to sleep time is running away

Fallen Angels

When The Deal Goes Down

The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder

The Basement Tapes

Must Be Santa

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

The Best of the Original Mono Recordings

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Oh my name it is nothin';
My age it means less

Another Side of Bob Dylan

If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born

Christmas in the Heart

Lay down your weary tune, lay down,;
Lay down the song you strum,;
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings;
No voice can hope to hum.

Blonde on Blonde

And you never ask questions;
When God's on your side.

Self Portrait

Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?

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

I'm going out of my mind;
With a pain that stops and starts

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