Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

Thunder On The Mountain

Those are the hill of heaven, my love;
You and I'll never know

Listen to Desolation Row

Trouble No More – The Bootleg Series Vol. 13 / 1979-1981

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

Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to;
Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else

The Basement Tapes

Series Of Dreams

Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow

Shadows in the Night

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too;
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through

The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964

Jokerman

Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory

Time out of Mind

Things Have Changed

Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,;
Overturn these tables.;
This place don't make sense to me no more.

Planet Waves

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

I just want you to know;
I can see through your masks

Christmas in the Heart

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

God is in heaven;
And we all want what's his;
But power and greed and corruptible seed;
Seem to be all that there is

The Best of the Original Mono Recordings

Must Be Santa

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.

Desire

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

New Morning

When The Deal Goes Down

as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.

Dylan & The Dead

Blood In My Eyes

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

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

Run your fingers down my spine;
Bring me a touch of bliss

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

Tangled Up In Blue

My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired

Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

Little Drummer Boy

Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress

Saved

Go melt back into the night, babe,;
Everything inside is made of stone.;
There's nothing in here moving, An' anyway I'm not alone.

Modern Times

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

Good as I Been to You

Don't the moon look good, mama, Shinin' through the trees?

Blonde on Blonde

you remind me of something that used to be;
somethin' that crossed over from another century

Another Side of Bob Dylan

I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath;
But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.

Rough and Rowdy Ways