The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Complete

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

I've paid the price of solitude, but at last I'm out of debt.

Listen to Desolation Row

Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)

When The Deal Goes Down

There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Dylan

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

I'm going back to New York City;
I do believe I've had enough

New Morning

Blood In My Eyes

Build a fire, throw on logs;
And listen to it hiss;
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn;
On a night like this.

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

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

But I will be back, I will survive,;
You'll never get rid of me as long as you're alive.

Under the Red Sky

Series Of Dreams

Was that the thunder that I heard?;
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

I'm hungry and I'm irritable;
And I'm tired of this bag of tricks.;
At one time there was nothing wrong with me;
That you could not fix.

Desire

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Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame;
I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.

Empire Burlesque

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

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

Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

Little Drummer Boy

there are no sins inside the Gates of Eden

Shadows in the Night

Tangled Up In Blue

It's the last temptation;
The last account;
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,;
The last radio is playing.

Dylan

Things Have Changed

You're the other half of what I am, you're the missing piece

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

Must Be Santa

Most of the time;
I can't even be sure;
If she was ever with me;
Or if I was with her.

Biograph

Thunder On The Mountain

The sky is trembling, And I must leave.

Bob Dylan

Jokerman

We're going all the way 'til the wheels fall off and burn

Tempest

I fought with my twin, that enemy within, 'til both of us fell by the way.

Triplicate

But the magician is quicker and his game;
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink

Modern Times

Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above

Shadow Kingdom

Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.

The Basement Tapes

I can't provide for you no easy answers,;
Who are you that I should have to lie?

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

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