Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

People disagreeing everywhere you look,;
Makes you wanna stop and read a book.

Listen to Desolation Row

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

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

Sometimes the devil likes to drive you from the neighborhood.;
He'll even work his ways through those whose intentions are good.

Real Live

Tangled Up In Blue

When you know as well as me;
You'd rather see me paralyzed

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

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Now, a very great man once said;
That some people rob you with a fountain pen.;
It didn't take too long to find out;
Just what he was talkin' about.

Dylan & The Dead

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So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.

New Morning

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

The night is pitch black, come an' make my;
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!

Triplicate

Must Be Santa

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line,;
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.

Knocked Out Loaded

Little Drummer Boy

Searching for my double, looking for;
Complete evaporation to the core

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

When The Deal Goes Down

Mama, take this badge off of me

“Love and Theft”

Things Have Changed

It's too hot to sleep time is running away

Shot of Love

Series Of Dreams

In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,;
Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

I'm going out of my mind;
With a pain that stops and starts

The Essential Bob Dylan

Jokerman

What makes the wind wanna blow tonight?

Shadows in the Night

Thunder On The Mountain

Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.

Oh Mercy

Blood In My Eyes

Run your fingers down my spine;
Bring me a touch of bliss

Desire

Cities on fire, phones out of order

John Wesley Harding

It's many a guard;
That stands around smilin',;
Holdin' his club;
Like he was a king.

Hard Rain

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night

Infidels

You speak to me;
In sign language;
As I'm eating a sandwich

Slow Train Coming

I'm in the streets;
With the tombstone blues

Dylan

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