Oh my name it is nothin';
My age it means less

Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.

Bringing It All Back Home

I stood unwound beneath the skies;
And clouds unbound by laws.

Blood on the Tracks

I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch.

John Wesley Harding

She was born in spring, but I was born too late

Fallen Angels

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

Highway 61 Revisited

And the words that are used;
For to get the ship confused;
Will not be understood as they're spoken.

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

How does it feel

Dylan

I see people who are supposed to know better standin' around like furniture.

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits

Won't you descend from the throne, from where you sit?

Dylan

Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain;
That could hold you dear lady from going insane

The Bootleg Series, Vol 5: Bob Dylan Live 1975

We pointed out the way to go;
And scratched your name in sand,;
Though you just thought it was nothing more;
Than a place for you to stand.

Self Portrait

Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun

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

I know God is my shield and he won't lead me astray

Biograph

Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun;
Would treat a father so,;
To wait upon him hand and foot;
And always tell him, "No"?

The Essential Bob Dylan

I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen with you anywhere.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

What good am I if I know and don't do,;
I If I see and don't say, if I look right through you

Slow Train Coming

All my friends have told me;
If I hang around with you;
That I'll go blind

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup

Shot of Love

He got an all girl orchestra and when he says;
"Strike up the band," they hit it

Before the Flood

you remind me of something that used to be;
somethin' that crossed over from another century

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration

Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,;
Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day.

New Morning

All I really want to do,;
Is, baby, be friends with you.

Empire Burlesque

I can't provide for you no easy answers,;
Who are you that I should have to lie?

The Complete Budokan 1978

We grew up together;
From the cradle to the grave;
We died and were reborn;
And then mysteriously saved.

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

Lookin' at my shadow watching the colors up above

Good as I Been to You

Now at midnight all the agents;
And the superhuman crew;
Come out and round up everyone;
That knows more than they do

Under the Red Sky

What looks large from a distance,;
Close up ain't never that big.

Oh Mercy

And then you told me later, as I apologized;
That you were just kiddin' me, you weren't really from the farm