Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
Listen to Desolation Row
The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
As the last fire truck from hell; Goes rolling by, all good people are praying
Biograph
Thunder On The Mountain
They used to grow food in Kansas; Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.; I can see the day coming when even your home garden; Is gonna be against the law.
Oh Mercy
Jokerman
People disagreeing on all just about everything, yeah,; Makes you stop and all wonder why.
MTV Unplugged
Little Drummer Boy
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
The Basement Tapes
Series Of Dreams
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
Tangled Up In Blue
Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud; Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood
Bob Dylan – The Rolling Thunder Revue: The 1975 Live Recordings
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
This wheel shall explode!
Shadows in the Night
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
Desire
Must Be Santa
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
The Best of the Original Mono Recordings
Things Have Changed
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
Slow Train Coming
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I just can't fit; Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
John Wesley Harding
When The Deal Goes Down
Go melt back into the night, babe,; Everything inside is made of stone.; There's nothing in here moving, An' anyway I'm not alone.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
Pardon, monsieur," the desk clerk says,; Carefully removes his fez,; "Am I hearin' you right?"
New Morning
Some things are too hot to touch; The human mind can only stand so much
Dylan
I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath; But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.
Highway 61 Revisited
While my conscience explodes; The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
Another Side of Bob Dylan
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too; Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
Knocked Out Loaded
When you think that you lost everything; You find out you can always lose a little more
