The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966

Blood In My Eyes

Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain

Listen to Desolation Row

Bob Dylan at Budokan

Must Be Santa

He said his name was Columbus;
I just said, "Good luck."

Nashville Skyline

Jokerman

Satan whispers to ya, "Well, I don't want to bore ya,;
But when ya get tired of the Miss So-and-so I got another woman for ya."

Fallen Angels

Things Have Changed

My love she speaks like silence

Bringing It All Back Home

Series Of Dreams

The door has closed forevermore If indeed there ever was a door

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

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

Not one more night, not one more kiss,;
Not this time baby, no more of this,;
Takes too much skill, takes too much will,;
It's revealing.

Another Side of Bob Dylan

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

it is not he or she or them or it;
That you belong to.

Self Portrait

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

What kind of sign they need when it all come from within

The Best of Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Shadow Kingdom

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

When the last rays of daylight go down;
Buddy, you'll roll no more;
I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard;
I wonder who they're ringing for

Time out of Mind

When The Deal Goes Down

Everybody's wearing a disguise;
To hide what they've got left behind their eyes

MTV Unplugged

Little Drummer Boy

Go 'way from my window,;
Leave at your own chosen speed.

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration – Deluxe Edition

Tangled Up In Blue

Dark Beauty;
Meet me at the border late tonight

John Wesley Harding

Thunder On The Mountain

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.

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

“Love and Theft”

All I really want to do,;
Is, baby, be friends with you.

Bob Dylan

Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,;
Pray that I don't die of thirst,;
Baby, two feet from the well.

Infidels

Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.

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

Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road

The Times They Are A-Changin’

Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer;
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home