The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969
Must Be Santa
Sooner or later, one of us must know; That I really did try to get close to you
Listen to Desolation Row
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966 Deluxe Edition
Blood In My Eyes
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966
Series Of Dreams
Some things last longer than you think they will; There are some kind of things you can never kill
The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991
Thunder On The Mountain
I'm glad to see you're still alive, you're lookin' like a saint.
The Essential Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
I'm in love with a woman who don't even appeal to me
Time out of Mind
Things Have Changed
You say you love me; And you're thinkin' of me,; But you know you could be wrong.
Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
Every day of the year's like playin' Russian roulette
Oh Mercy
Tangled Up In Blue
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
Together Through Life
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
Highway 61 Revisited
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
He looks so truthful, is this how he feels; Trying to peel the moon and expose it
The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964
Jokerman
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.
Real Live
When The Deal Goes Down
She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.
Bringing It All Back Home
Rolling Thunder Revue: A Bob Dylan Story By Martin Scorsese | Trailer | Netflix
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Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes RAW
Little Drummer Boy
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,; Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,; Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
The night is pitch black, come an' make my; Pale face fit into place, ah, please!
Street-Legal
you remind me of something that used to be; somethin' that crossed over from another century
The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration
Let the wind blow low, let the wind blow high.; One day the little boy and the little girl were both baked in a pie.
Dylan & The Dead
Your cracked country lips,; I still wish to kiss,; As to be under the strength of your skin.
The Basement Tapes
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.
Bob Dylan at Budokan
He got an all girl orchestra and when he says; "Strike up the band," they hit it
