Fallen Angels

Thunder On The Mountain

Won't you come with me, baby?;
I'll take you where you wanna go.;
And if it don't work out, You'll be the first to know

Listen to Desolation Row

Another Side of Bob Dylan

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Darkness at the break of noon

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966

When The Deal Goes Down

She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own

The Basement Tapes

Series Of Dreams

Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?

Time out of Mind

Jokerman

She was born in spring, but I was born too late

Triplicate

Must Be Santa

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Things Have Changed

Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears;
In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors;
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years;
For dignity

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home

Little Drummer Boy

This wheel shall explode!

The Complete Budokan 1978

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

When I'm all alone;
In the great unknown,;
I'll remember you.

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration – Deluxe Edition

Tangled Up In Blue

Turn your back, wash your hands,;
There's always someone who understands

Self Portrait

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you

Empire Burlesque

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Premiering June 12 on Netflix!

Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.

John Wesley Harding

Blood In My Eyes

In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,;
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.

Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)

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

We never thought we could ever get old.;
We thought we could sit forever in fun

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud;
Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II

You could ride like Annie Oakley,;
You could shoot like Belle Starr.

Nashville Skyline

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose

Hard Rain

I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells;
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through

Dylan

Saw you drift into infinity and come back again

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

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

The Original Mono Recordings

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