Bob Dylan at Budokan

Jokerman

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

Listen to Desolation Row

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

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."

Knocked Out Loaded

Thunder On The Mountain

I stood unwound beneath the skies;
And clouds unbound by laws.

The Basement Tapes

Blood In My Eyes

I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much;
Nothing can heal me now, but your touch

Under the Red Sky

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

The angels play on their horns all day,;
The whole earth in progression seems to pass by.;
But does anyone hear the music they play,;
Does anyone even try?

Planet Waves

Things Have Changed

the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

Real Live

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

Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II

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I know all about poison, I know all about fiery darts,;
I don't care how rough the road is, show me where it starts,;
Whatever pleases You, tell it to my heart.

Time out of Mind

Series Of Dreams

She was born in spring, but I was born too late

Bringing It All Back Home

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Hard Rain

Little Drummer Boy

Just do your thing, you'll be king;
If dogs run free.

Tempest

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Look into infinity, all you see is trouble.

MTV Unplugged

Must Be Santa

For all eternity I think I will remember;
That icy wind that's howling in your eye.

Christmas in the Heart

Tangled Up In Blue

She still lives inside of me, we've never been apart.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

When The Deal Goes Down

I'm walking through streets that are dead

Modern Times

You're so damn nonchalant;
But it's your mind that I want.

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do

Down in the Groove

It's so impossible to even learn the tune.

The Essential Bob Dylan

Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky

Bob Dylan

Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none

“Love and Theft”