Blonde on Blonde

Must Be Santa

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet?

Listen to Desolation Row

Hard Rain

Things Have Changed

Handy dandy, he got a basket of flowers and a bag full or sorrow

Shadows in the Night

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.

Dylan

Thunder On The Mountain

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past;
I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

MTV Unplugged

Tangled Up In Blue

All my friends have told me;
If I hang around with you;
That I'll go blind

Greatest Hits Volume 3

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

She says, "What'll it be?";
I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"

Another Side of Bob Dylan

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

People are crazy and times are strange

Street-Legal

Jokerman

But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts

Dylan

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You can pound on the President's gate;
But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.

Real Live

Blood In My Eyes

The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face

More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14 Deluxe Edition

Series Of Dreams

The man in me will hide sometimes to keep from bein' seen,;
But that's just because he doesn't want to turn into some machine.

Triplicate

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues;
You can tell by the way she smiles

Bob Dylan

When The Deal Goes Down

Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder

Time out of Mind

Little Drummer Boy

It's too hot to sleep time is running away

Knocked Out Loaded

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

What good am I if I say foolish things;
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings;
And I just turn my back while you silently die,;
What good am I?

Bob Dylan at Budokan

What drives me to you is what drives me insane.

The Original Mono Recordings

There's only one step down from here, baby,;
It's called the land of permanent bliss.

Desire

I got troubles, I think maybe you got troubles,;
I think maybe we'd better leave each other alone.

Tempest

people don’t live or die, people just float

Christmas in the Heart

This time tomorrow I'll know you better;
When my memory is not so short.

The Basement Tapes