They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves
Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid
Blood In My Eyes
On the rising curve,; Where the ways of nature will test every nerve,; You won't get anything you don't deserve,; Where we were born in time.
Saved
Series Of Dreams
Now the moon is almost hidden; The stars are beginning to hide; The fortunetelling lady; Has even taken all her things inside
Dylan
Thunder On The Mountain
In the day of confession; We cannot mock a soul.; Oh, when there's too much of nothing,; No one has control.
Highway 61 Revisited
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your pleasure knows no limits
MTV Unplugged
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
You could make me cry if you don't know.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,; All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
Bob Dylan
Jokerman
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,; How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?; Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,; Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
So long, New York.; Howdy, East Orange.
Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963
Little Drummer Boy
She once was a true love of mine
Desire
Tangled Up In Blue
The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.
Greatest Hits Volume 3
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
It's mighty funny; the end of time has just begun
Shadows in the Night
When The Deal Goes Down
she's true, like ice, like fire
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14 Deluxe Edition
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
Searching for my double, looking for; Complete evaporation to the core
Together Through Life
She's a hypnotist collector
Time out of Mind
All my friends have told me; If I hang around with you; That I'll go blind
New Morning
The vagabond who's rapping at your door; Is standing in the clothes that you once wore.
Bob Dylan at Budokan
You were snow, you were rain; You were striped, you were plain,;
The Best of the Original Mono Recordings
She knows there's no success like failure; And that failure's no success at all.
