I looked at my watch;
I looked at my wrist;
I punched myself in the face with my fist

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

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

Knocked Out Loaded

Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night

Dylan

Soon as a man is born, you know the sparks begin to fly, He gets wise in his own eyes and he's made to believe a lie.

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

Wallflower, wallflower;
Take a chance on me.;
Please let me ride you home.

Highway 61 Revisited

Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you;
It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow

Triplicate

You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you

Dylan

I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized

Blonde on Blonde

The angels play on their horns all day,;
The whole earth in progression seems to pass by.;
But does anyone hear the music they play,;
Does anyone even try?

The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration – Deluxe Edition

When He rose from the dead, did they believe?

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

Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.

Street-Legal

Time passes slowly when you're lost in a dream.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 5: Bob Dylan Live 1975

I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea;
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

Do you ever wonder just what God requires?;
You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.

Blood on the Tracks

Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line,;
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine.

Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits

You think you can hide but you're never alone,;
Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.

New Morning

Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth

Desire

Reality has always had too many heads

Bringing It All Back Home

You know, the streets are filled with vipers;
Who've lost all ray of hope,;
You know, it ain't even safe no more;
In the palace of the Pope.

Modern Times

she's true, like ice, like fire

Real Live

When there is no more,;
You cut to the core;
Quicker than anyone I knew.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966

Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup

The Best of Bob Dylan

Louise, she's all right, she's just near;
She's delicate and seems like the mirror;
But she just makes it all too concise and too clear;
That Johanna's not here

The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

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

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

I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound;
Someone's always yelling turn it down

The Times They Are A-Changin’

It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.

The Essential Bob Dylan

Radiant jewel, mystical wife.

Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

Silver and gold;
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold

The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964

When you know as well as me;
You'd rather see me paralyzed