Wealth is a filthy rag; So erotic so unpatriotic; So wrapped up in the American flag
Before the Flood
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
Don’t think twice, it’s all right
Blood on the Tracks
Must Be Santa
In the home of the brave
Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave
Nashville Skyline
Tangled Up In Blue
I said, "You know they refused Jesus, too"; He said, "You're not Him"
Shot of Love
Things Have Changed
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,; I can't unring the bell.
The Times They Are A-Changin’
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
We're idiots, babe.; It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
The Best of Bob Dylan
Jokerman
They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
Desire
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
Give ya delusions of grandeur; And a evil eye; Give you idea that; You're too good to die
Highway 61 Revisited
Blood In My Eyes
Louise, she's all right, she's just near; She's delicate and seems like the mirror; But she just makes it all too concise and too clear; That Johanna's not here
Shadow Kingdom
Little Drummer Boy
There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,; Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances