The Times They Are A-Changin’

In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand;
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.

New Morning

We never thought we could ever get old.;
We thought we could sit forever in fun

Knocked Out Loaded

Oh it's rush hour now;
On the wheel and the plow;
And the sun is going down;
Upon the sacred cow.

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

It ain't my cup of meat.

Before the Flood

I've been walking through the middle of nowhere;
Trying to get to heaven before they close the door

Dylan

Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration

And, when I was through;
I filled up my shoe;
And brought it to you.

Triplicate

Any day now, any day now,;
I shall be released.

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

As his youth now unfolds;
He is centuries old;
Just to see him at play makes me smile;
No matter what happens to me;
No matter what my destiny;
Lord, protect my child

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

You don't want a love that's pure;
You wanna drown love;
You want a watered-down love

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain

Under the Red Sky

Time is an ocean but it ends at the shore;
You may not see me tomorrow.

The Basement Tapes

Louise, she's all right, she's just near;
She's delicate and seems like the mirror;
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear;
That Johanna's not here

Oh Mercy

Does she know I still care?

Modern Times

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.

Blood on the Tracks

The night is pitch black, come an' make my;
Pale face fit into place, ah, please!

The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964

Build a fire, throw on logs;
And listen to it hiss;
And let it burn, burn, burn, burn;
On a night like this.

The Original Mono Recordings

She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.

Nashville Skyline

I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed;
You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road

Blonde on Blonde

Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.

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

My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,;
Should I leave them by your gate,;
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964

time is running backwards

Real Live

Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody

Another Side of Bob Dylan

Temptation's not an easy thing

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

What drives me to you is what drives me insane.

MTV Unplugged

Junk is piling up, taking up space

Fallen Angels

Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above

The Best of Bob Dylan

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?

Slow Train Coming

Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand,;
And rivers that ran through ev'ry day.