The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes RAW
Thunder On The Mountain
People are crazy and times are strange
Tempest
Things Have Changed
Gonna take dancing lessons do the jitterbug rag; Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag; Only a fool in here would think he's got anything to prove
Planet Waves
Jokerman
He looks so truthful, is this how he feels; Trying to peel the moon and expose it
The Basement Tapes
Blood In My Eyes
Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you; It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow
Christmas in the Heart
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Gonna sleep down in the parlor; And relive my dreams
Biograph
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed; Dignity never been photographed
The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991
Little Drummer Boy
Don't trust me to show you love; When my love may be only lust.
Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963
Series Of Dreams
You lose yourself, you reappear
Trouble No More – The Bootleg Series Vol. 13 / 1979-1981
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
She knows where I'd like to be; But it doesn't matter.
Slow Train Coming
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
Infidels
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
Betrayed by a kiss on a cool night of bliss; In the valley of the missing link
The Best of the Original Mono Recordings
Must Be Santa
Well, I asked for something to eat; I'm hungry as a hog; So I get brown rice, seaweed; And a dirty hot dog
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II
When The Deal Goes Down
Everybody must get stoned.
Time out of Mind
Tangled Up In Blue
I don't want to fake you out
Bob Dylan
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
Bob Dylan – The Rolling Thunder Revue: The 1975 Live Recordings
Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
Shadows in the Night
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
Real Live
At the corrida we'll sit in the shade; And watch the young torero stand alone.; We'll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed; When they rode with Villa into Torreon.
