The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait
Series Of Dreams
Junk is piling up, taking up space
Listen to Desolation Row
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes RAW
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They tell me everything is gonna be all right; But I don't know what "all right" even means
The Original Mono Recordings
Little Drummer Boy
Never could learn to drink that blood; And call it wine
Triplicate
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
She says, "What'll it be?"; I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"
The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration – Deluxe Edition
Jokerman
Everybody must get stoned.
Christmas in the Heart
Beyond Here Lies Nothin’
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
Fallen Angels
Things Have Changed
Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take; To find dignity
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
The Times They Are A-Changin’
Blood In My Eyes
I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea; Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.
Bringing It All Back Home
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
Precious angel, you believe me when I say; What God has given to us no man can take away.
Saved
Must Be Santa
I don't want to fake you out
The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991
When The Deal Goes Down
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
Before the Flood
Thunder On The Mountain
I got nothing left to burn
The Bootleg Series Vol. 17: Fragments – Time Out of Mind Sessions (1996–1997)
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
I wasn't born to lose you.
Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)
Tangled Up In Blue
Do you know where we're headin'?; Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
Shadows in the Night
At dawn my lover comes to me; And tells me of her dreams; With no attempts to shovel the glimpse; Into the ditch of what each one means
The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain; Pay for your ticket and don't complain
Modern Times
Oh, the only decent thing I did when I worked as a postal clerk; Was to haul your picture down off the wall near the cage where I used to work.; Was I a fool or not to try to protect your identity?; You looked a little burned out, my friend,; I thought it might be up to me.
Dylan
Someone else is speakin' with my mouth, but I'm listening only to my heart.
