Bob Dylan at Budokan

Things Have Changed

Lost time is not found again

Listen to Desolation Row

Rough and Rowdy Ways

Blood In My Eyes

Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

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."

Tempest

Little Drummer Boy

take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

When The Deal Goes Down

The sky is trembling, And I must leave.

World Gone Wrong

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

Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun;
Would treat a father so,;
To wait upon him hand and foot;
And always tell him, "No"?

The Original Mono Recordings

Must Be Santa

Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift

Desire

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time

MTV Unplugged

Jokerman

All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie

The Times They Are A-Changin’

Series Of Dreams

But does anyone hear the music they play Does anyone even try?

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

Tangled Up In Blue

Now, don't crowd me, lady;
Or I'll fill up your shoe

The Bootleg Series Vol. 17: Fragments – Time Out of Mind Sessions (1996–1997)

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

I hear that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace.

Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

Thunder On The Mountain

The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war

Bob Dylan – The Rolling Thunder Revue: The 1975 Live Recordings

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed

Slow Train Coming

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Guess it's too late to say the things to you;
That you needed to hear me say.

The Best of Bob Dylan

He bought me with a price,;
Freed me from the pit,;
Full of emptiness and wrath;
And the fire that burns in it.

Shot of Love

The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun

Nashville Skyline

Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,;
Wiggle 'til you vomit fire

Bob Dylan

An' here I sit so patiently;
Waiting to find out what price;
You have to pay to get out of;
Going through all these things twice.

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