New Morning

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Junk is piling up, taking up space

Listen to Desolation Row

World Gone Wrong

Must Be Santa

The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

Little Drummer Boy

Well, I try my best;
To be just like I am,;
But everybody wants you;
To be just like them.

Dylan & The Dead

Things Have Changed

Guess it's too late to say the things to you;
That you needed to hear me say.

Bob Dylan – The Rolling Thunder Revue: The 1975 Live Recordings

Series Of Dreams

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,;
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,;
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,;
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

Biograph

When The Deal Goes Down

Darkness at the break of noon

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

While my conscience explodes;
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain

Triplicate

Thunder On The Mountain

And now the heart is filled with gold;
As if it was a purse.;
But, oh, what kind of love is this;
Which goes from bad to worse?

Together Through Life

Tangled Up In Blue

The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed

Self Portrait

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

I need a dump truck mama to unload my head

The Complete Budokan 1978

Jokerman

And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more.

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II

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

In the hills of mystery,;
In the foggy web of destiny,;
You can have what's left of me,;
Where we were born in time.

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

Rolling Thunder Revue: A Bob Dylan Story By Martin Scorsese | Trailer | Netflix

Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966 Deluxe Edition

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Don't follow leaders;
Watch the parkin' meters

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966

Blood In My Eyes

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?

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

Ain't no reason to go anywhere.

Street-Legal

I must be guilty of something,;
You just whisper it into my ear.

Greatest Hits Volume 3

I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind;
You could have done better but I don't mind;
You just kinda wasted my precious time

Tempest

All the people we used to know;
Are an illusion to me now

Real Live

Some things are too hot to touch;
The human mind can only stand so much

“Love and Theft”