The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones of her face
The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration – Deluxe Edition
Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
The Best of the Original Mono Recordings
The pump don't work; 'Cause the vandals took the handles
Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid
Not one more night, not one more kiss,; Not this time baby, no more of this,; Takes too much skill, takes too much will,; It's revealing.
Blood on the Tracks
I hate myself for lovin' you and the weakness that it showed; You were just a painted face on a trip down Suicide Road
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes RAW
I believe in the impossible, you know that I do
Modern Times
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
Knocked Out Loaded
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, remind me to show you the, scars.
Planet Waves
They don't want me around; 'Cause I believe in you.
New Morning
Talk about perfection, I ain't never seen none
Highway 61 Revisited
But is your heart made out of stone, or is it lime; Or is it just solid rock?
Greatest Hits Volume 3
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got; Seen better times, but who has not?
Biograph
you remind me of something that used to be; somethin' that crossed over from another century
The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home
Run your fingers down my spine; Bring me a touch of bliss
“Love and Theft”
Where black is the color, where none is the number
The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs
There's only one step down from here, baby,; It's called the land of permanent bliss.
The Complete Budokan 1978
What looks large from a distance,; Close up ain't never that big.
Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)
We're idiots, babe.; It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
Real Live
Reality has always had too many heads
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14 Deluxe Edition
I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble
Oh Mercy
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.
Slow Train Coming
False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,; Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963
When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,; How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?; Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,; Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991
Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969
If I ever lose her I will go insane; I go half crazy when she calls my name
Bringing It All Back Home
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?; If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
The Best of Bob Dylan
Wallflower, wallflower; Take a chance on me.; Please let me ride you home.
Dylan
We're both just one too many mornings; An' a thousand miles behind.
