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

Series Of Dreams

I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.

Listen to Desolation Row

Blonde on Blonde

Tangled Up In Blue

Everybody's doin' something,;
I heard it in a dream,;
But when there's too much of nothing,;
It just makes a fella mean.

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

Little Drummer Boy

When destruction cometh swiftly;
And there's no time to say a fare-thee-well,;
Have you decided whether you want to be;
In heaven or in hell?

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

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She says, "What'll it be?";
I say, "I don't know, you got any soft boiled eggs?"

Bringing It All Back Home

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

I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours

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

When The Deal Goes Down

Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,;
Pray that I don't die of thirst,;
Baby, two feet from the well.

World Gone Wrong

Must Be Santa

Now, when I was just a bawlin' child,;
I saw what I wanted to be

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

Blood In My Eyes

If you get close to her, kiss her once for me

The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966

Thunder On The Mountain

She said, "Be easy, baby,;
There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."

Shot of Love

Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival

Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame;
I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.

Oh Mercy

Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night

The Original Mono Recordings

When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky

Does she know I still care?

Biograph

Beyond Here Lies Nothin’

Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above

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

Things Have Changed

But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime;
Or is it just solid rock?

Blood on the Tracks

Jokerman

Now the rainman gave me two cures,;
Then he said, "Jump right in.";
The one was Texas medicine,;
The other was just railroad gin.

Slow Train Coming