Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.
Bringing It All Back Home
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm.
John Wesley Harding
I want to thank You, Lord,; I just want to thank You, Lord,; Thank You, Lord.
Blood on the Tracks
Everything passes,; Everything changes,; Just do what you think you should do.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964
All I really want to do,; Is, baby, be friends with you.
Knocked Out Loaded
Oh it's rush hour now; On the wheel and the plow; And the sun is going down; Upon the sacred cow.
Rough and Rowdy Ways
This wheel shall explode!
Together Through Life
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969
All the people we used to know; Are an illusion to me now
The Times They Are A-Changin’
take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II
You can pound on the President's gate; But you oughta know by now it's gonna be too late.
Nashville Skyline
Just do your thing, you'll be king; If dogs run free.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim,; That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14
Have you got some unfinished business?; Is there something holding you back?; Are you thinking for yourself; Or are you following the pack?
Street-Legal
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
Oh Mercy
I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop
Bob Dylan at Budokan
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun; Would treat a father so,; To wait upon him hand and foot; And always tell him, "No"?
Greatest Hits Volume 3
While my conscience explodes; The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966
It's too bright a light, he said, "For anybody's eyes,; If you've never seen one it's a blessing in disguise."
Self Portrait
she's true, like ice, like fire
Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,; Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,; Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966
I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.
Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)
I'm sick of love but I'm in the thick of it
Under the Red Sky
Gon' walk on down that dirt road 'til I'm right beside the sun
Another Side of Bob Dylan
In the fury of the moment I can see the Master's hand; In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand.
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits
Always on the outside of whatever side there was,; When they asked him why it had to be that way, "Well," he answered, "just because."
Time out of Mind
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?; If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
Fallen Angels
Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain; That could hold you dear lady from going insane
