Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress

Listen to Desolation Row

Tempest

Thunder On The Mountain

Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,;
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.

Modern Times

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You don't want a love that's pure;
You wanna drown love;
You want a watered-down love

Good as I Been to You

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody

The Bootleg Series, Vol 5: Bob Dylan Live 1975

Must Be Santa

Well, I don't have to be no doctor, babe,;
To see that you're madly in love.

Self Portrait

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

So long, New York.;
Howdy, East Orange.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964

Blood In My Eyes

Whatever you gonna do,;
Please do it fast.

Infidels

Series Of Dreams

People on the platforms;
Waiting for the trains;
I can hear their hearts a-beatin';
Like pendulums swinging on chains

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

Tangled Up In Blue

you remind me of something that used to be;
somethin' that crossed over from another century

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

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,;
And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.

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

When The Deal Goes Down

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

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Wealth is a filthy rag;
So erotic so unpatriotic;
So wrapped up in the American flag

Trouble No More – The Bootleg Series Vol. 13 / 1979-1981

Jokerman

Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin',;
But I'll know my song well before I start singin'

Under the Red Sky

Little Drummer Boy

One of these days and it won't be long;
Going down in the valley and sing my song;
I will sing it loud and sing it strong;
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong

Triplicate

Things Have Changed

I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan