The Best of Bob Dylan

Little Drummer Boy

Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,;
That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him

Listen to Desolation Row

Empire Burlesque

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Cities on fire, phones out of order

Before the Flood

When The Deal Goes Down

I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead

Infidels

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

I want to thank You, Lord,;
I just want to thank You, Lord,;
Thank You, Lord.

Highway 61 Revisited

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

The door has closed forevermore If indeed there ever was a door

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

Thunder On The Mountain

When you think that you lost everything;
You find out you can always lose a little more

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

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears;
In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors;
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years;
For dignity

Desire

Tangled Up In Blue

Insanity is smashing up against my soul;
You can say I was on anything but a roll;
If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top;
What would I do with it anyway ;
Maybe take it to the pawn shop

Planet Waves

Series Of Dreams

Every time you leave and go off someplace,;
Things fall to pieces in my face

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

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

The night passed away so quickly;
It always does when you're with me.

Street-Legal

Must Be Santa

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

Fallen Angels

Things Have Changed

Searching for my double, looking for;
Complete evaporation to the core

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

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Turn your back, wash your hands,;
There's always someone who understands

Biograph

Blood In My Eyes

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

Christmas in the Heart

Jokerman

Wealth is a filthy rag;
So erotic so unpatriotic;
So wrapped up in the American flag

The Basement Tapes

Won't you come with me, baby?;
I'll take you where you wanna go.;
And if it don't work out, You'll be the first to know

The Times They Are A-Changin’

Don't trust me to show you the truth;
When the truth may only be ashes and dust.

Shot of Love

Go 'way from my window,;
Leave at your own chosen speed.

Oh Mercy

All the laughter is just making me sad

Real Live

You don't need a weather man;
To know which way the wind blows

Blonde on Blonde