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Little Drummer Boy

Your mind is your temple, keep it beautiful and free,;
Don't let an egg get laid in it by something you can't see.

Listen to Desolation Row

Fallen Angels

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

People ask about you;
I didn't tell them everything I knew

Tempest

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Try to be pure at heart, they arrest you for robbery,;
Mistake your shyness for aloofness, your shyness for snobbery

Greatest Hits Volume 3

Blood In My Eyes

Don't trust me to show you beauty;
When beauty may only turn to rust.

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

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Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory

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

Series Of Dreams

Love is so simple, to quote a phrase,;
You've known it all the time, I'm learnin' it these days.

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

Tangled Up In Blue

I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man;
like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand

The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969

Must Be Santa

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup

The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966

Things Have Changed

Now the rainman gave me two cures,;
Then he said, "Jump right in.";
The one was Texas medicine,;
The other was just railroad gin.

Blood on the Tracks

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

I've been walking through the middle of nowhere;
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

The Best of Bob Dylan

Jokerman

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.

Shot of Love

Thunder On The Mountain

My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired

Before the Flood

When The Deal Goes Down

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

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

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

Empire Burlesque

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

But it's like I'm stuck inside a painting;
That's hanging in the Louvre

Slow Train Coming

Last night I danced with a stranger;
But she just reminded me you were the one

Oh Mercy

That's how it is when things disintegrate

The Original Mono Recordings

Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore;
You may not see me tomorrow.

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966 Deluxe Edition

Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties;
Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise

Hard Rain

I want to thank You, Lord,;
I just want to thank You, Lord,;
Thank You, Lord.

Bob Dylan at Budokan