BOB DYLAN NEWSLETTER
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
Every brain is civilized,;
Every nerve is analyzed,;
Everything is criticized when you are in need.
Listen to Desolation Row
Blood on the Tracks
Must Be Santa
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
Blood In My Eyes
And every time you get this close;
It makes me want to scream
Things Have Changed
Oh, but if I had the stars from the darkest night,;
And the diamonds from the deepest ocean,;
I'd forsake them all for your sweet kiss,;
For that's all I'm wishin' to be ownin'.
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
Well, I asked for something to eat;
I'm hungry as a hog;
So I get brown rice, seaweed;
And a dirty hot dog
Good as I Been to You
Little Drummer Boy
I don't need no alibi when I'm spending time with you.;
I've heard all of them rumors and you have heard 'em too.
The Times They Are A-Changin’
Rolling Thunder Revue: A Bob Dylan Story By Martin Scorsese | Trailer | Netflix
Premiering June 12 on Netflix!
Praise be to Nero's Neptune;
The Titanic sails at dawn;
And everybody's shouting;
Which Side Are You On?
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Complete
Series Of Dreams
Are you still my friend, baby, show me a sign
The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
What was it you wanted;
When you were kissing my check?
Blonde on Blonde
Thunder On The Mountain
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,;
Pray that I don't die of thirst,;
Baby, two feet from the well.
Greatest Hits Volume 3
Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun
“Love and Theft”
Tangled Up In Blue
If this is love then gimme more;
And more and more and more and more.
Christmas in the Heart
When The Deal Goes Down
I've already ripped out the phones, honey.;
You can't walk the streets in a war
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.
John Wesley Harding