Don’t think twice, it’s all right

The Best of Bob Dylan

Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,;
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.

Bringing It All Back Home

She's got everything she needs,;
She's an artist, she don't look back

Greatest Hits Volume 3

The party's over, and there's less and less to say

The Original Mono Recordings

They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves

Good as I Been to You

Go 'way from my window,;
Leave at your own chosen speed.

New Morning

Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real;
Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel;
And I'll rock you too

Real Live

Can you tell me what we're waiting for, senor?

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

I've already ripped out the phones, honey.;
You can't walk the streets in a war

Shadow Kingdom

All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits

Precious angel, you believe me when I say;
What God has given to us no man can take away.

Bob Dylan at Budokan

Am I no longer a part of your plans or your dreams?

Tempest

I'm goin' down to Tennessee,;
Get me a truck 'r somethin'.;
Gonna save my money and rip it up!

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

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

John Wesley Harding

How does it feel

Blood on the Tracks

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

Together Through Life

Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to;
Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else

Time out of Mind

If you want to live easy Baby pack your clothes with mine

Highway 61 Revisited

The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed

The Complete Budokan 1978

Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher,;
Wiggle 'til you vomit fire

Self Portrait

Don't you know there's nothing new that's under the sun?;
Well, there ain't no man righteous, no not one.

Dylan

It's so impossible to even learn the tune.

Slow Train Coming

Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,;
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

There's no one here, the gardener is gone

Bob Dylan

They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.

Rough and Rowdy Ways

I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain;
You give something up for everything you gain

Knocked Out Loaded

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