Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

I still believe she was my twin, but I lost the ring.

The Essential Bob Dylan

False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,;
Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.

Oh Mercy

This wheel shall explode!

Planet Waves

Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame;
I never did see no fire that could put out a flame.

The Best of Bob Dylan

If God's on our side;
He'll stop the next war.

Slow Train Coming

One more cup of coffee 'fore I go;
To the valley below

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?

The Times They Are A-Changin’

There's only one step down from here, baby,;
It's called the land of permanent bliss.


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


There's always some new stranger sneakin' glances,;
Some trigger-happy fool willin' to take chances

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

But the magician is quicker and his game;
Is much thicker than blood and blacker than ink

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

Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer;
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

Shadows in the Night

I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go

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

Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more

Trouble No More – The Bootleg Series Vol. 13 / 1979-1981

Your temperature's too hot for taming


Sometimes I wanna take to the road and plunder

New Morning

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

World Gone Wrong

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

Greatest Hits Volume 3

I'll let you be in my dreams if I can be in yours

Down in the Groove

But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,;
All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion

MTV Unplugged

Let's try to get beneath the surface waste, girl,;
No more booby traps and bombs,;
No more decadence and charm,;
No more affection that's misplaced, girl


Don't have to look no further, you're the soul of many things.

Bringing It All Back Home

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

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

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.

Bob Dylan

If you're a doctor, I need a shot of love.