Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears;
In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors;
Lookin' into the lost forgotten years;
For dignity

Before the Flood

People disagreeing everywhere you look,;
Makes you wanna stop and read a book.

New Morning

Cities on fire, phones out of order

World Gone Wrong

No time to suffer or blink;
And no time to think

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration

I was all right 'til I fell in love with you

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

Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun;
I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.

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

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

Rough and Rowdy Ways

your pleasure knows no limits

Empire Burlesque

We stare straight ahead and try so hard to stay right

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

I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.

Under the Red Sky

Well, you're so bad and nasty;
But I love you, yes I do

Biograph

Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.

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

Well it's way past midnight and there are people all around;
Some on their way up, some on their way down

Street-Legal

Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret.

Time out of Mind

Don't trust me to show you the truth;
When the truth may only be ashes and dust.

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

Well, I wake in the morning, Fold my hands and pray for rain.;
I got a head full of ideas, That are drivin' me insane.

Triplicate

All the people we used to know;
Are an illusion to me now

Oh Mercy

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

Blonde on Blonde

Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch

Desire

I just want you to know;
I can see through your masks

Saved

Too many thoughts get in the way in the day

Highway 61 Revisited

Junk is piling up, taking up space

The Essential Bob Dylan

Time is a jet plane, it moves too fast;
Oh, but what a shame if all we've shared can't last.

Slow Train Coming

No, no, no, it ain't me, babe

Modern Times

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

Together Through Life

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.

Real Live

I can change, I swear, oh, oh,;
See what you can do.;
I can make it through,;
You can make it too.

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

I'm going back to New York City;
I do believe I've had enough

The Bootleg Series Vol. 17: Fragments – Time Out of Mind Sessions (1996–1997)

I'm walking through streets that are dead