I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells; I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
Listen to Desolation Row
Dylan & The Dead
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If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.
MTV Unplugged
When The Deal Goes Down
Silver and gold; Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
“Love and Theft”
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
Turn your back, wash your hands,; There's always someone who understands
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Complete
Tangled Up In Blue
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop
Dylan
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
My conscience is beginning to bother me today.
Bob Dylan at Budokan
Must Be Santa
The country music station plays soft; but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off
Dylan
Things Have Changed
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
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
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
There's no one here, the gardener is gone
The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969
Series Of Dreams
Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,; Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 5: Bob Dylan Live 1975
Jokerman
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain; You give something up for everything you gain
Christmas in the Heart
Blood In My Eyes
We sat in an empty theater and we kissed,; I asked ya please to cross me off-a your list.
Street-Legal
Little Drummer Boy
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
Desire
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.; He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.
Self Portrait
In your teardrops, I can see my own reflection
Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963
A million faces at my feet; But all I see are dark eyes
Nashville Skyline
Every brain is civilized,; Every nerve is analyzed,; Everything is criticized when you are in need.
Tempest
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go; To the valley below
