New Morning

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it

Listen to Desolation Row

Bringing It All Back Home

Rolling Thunder Revue: A Bob Dylan Story By Martin Scorsese | Trailer | Netflix

Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.;
I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.

Shadows in the Night

Jokerman

My love for her is taking such a long time to die

John Wesley Harding

Little Drummer Boy

They said it was the land of milk and honey,;
now they say it's the land of money.;
Who ever thought they could ever make that stick.

Greatest Hits Volume 3

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts

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

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

Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky

The Essential Bob Dylan

Tangled Up In Blue

Yesterday everything was going too fast;
Today, it's moving too slow

Dylan

When The Deal Goes Down

The pump don't work;
'Cause the vandals took the handles

Bob Dylan

Blood In My Eyes

If God's on our side;
He'll stop the next war.

Biograph

Must Be Santa

I need a dump truck mama to unload my head

Nashville Skyline

Things Have Changed

Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?

Street-Legal

Series Of Dreams

I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble

Slow Train Coming

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Most of the time;
I can't even be sure;
If she was ever with me;
Or if I was with her.

Before the Flood

Thunder On The Mountain

Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory

Real Live

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.

Desire

Our conversation was short and sweet;
It nearly swept me off-a my feet.

The Original Mono Recordings

So take heed, take heed of the western wind

Under the Red Sky

For all eternity I think I will remember;
That icy wind that's howling in your eye.

MTV Unplugged

If I had wings and I could fly,;
I know where I would go.

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

Louise, she's all right, she's just near;
She's delicate and seems like the mirror;
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear;
That Johanna's not here

Empire Burlesque