You could ride like Annie Oakley,;
You could shoot like Belle Starr.

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration

When The Deal Goes Down

Well, the road is rocky and the hillside's mud;
Up over my head nothing but clouds of blood

Down In The Groove

Little Drummer Boy

My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Must Be Santa

You got a lotta nerve;
To say you are my friend

The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966

Well my house is on fire, burning to the sky

Greatest Hits Volume 3

In the home of the brave Jefferson turnin’ over in his grave

World Gone Wrong

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?

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

It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,;
If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."

The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991

Democracy don't rule the world,;
You'd better get that in your head.;
This world is ruled by violence;
But I guess that's better left unsaid.

Good As I Been To You

What kind of sign they need when it all come from within


Your cracked country lips,;
I still wish to kiss,;
As to be under the strength of your skin.

Christmas In The Heart

Now, a very great man once said;
That some people rob you with a fountain pen.;
It didn't take too long to find out;
Just what he was talkin' about.

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

We're idiots, babe.;
It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.

Slow Train Coming

I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity

John Wesley Harding

I am hanging in the balance, of the reality of man;
like every sparrow falling, like every grain of sand