More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14
Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time
Bob Dylan at Budokan
I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead
Biograph
I'm already there in my mind; And that's good enough for now
Tempest
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Street-Legal
A million faces at my feet; But all I see are dark eyes
Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963
When I met you, baby,; You didn't show no visible scars.
New Morning
If your mem'ry serves you well,; You'll remember you're the one; That called on me to call on them; To get you your favors done.
The Original Mono Recordings
What good am I if I say foolish things; And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings; And I just turn my back while you silently die,; What good am I?
Empire Burlesque
I gotta go; Find out something only dead men know
Desire
Go 'way from my window,; Leave at your own chosen speed.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991
All my friends have told me; If I hang around with you; That I'll go blind
Slow Train Coming
And every time you get this close; It makes me want to scream
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes RAW
Wallflower, wallflower; Take a chance on me.; Please let me ride you home.
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
Hard Rain
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964
In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,; Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home
Won't you come with me, baby?; I'll take you where you wanna go.; And if it don't work out, You'll be the first to know
The Complete Budokan 1978
Took a stranger to teach me, to look into justice's beautiful face; And to see an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.
Saved
You speak to me; In sign language; As I'm eating a sandwich
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby, I don't wanna be your boss.
Blonde on Blonde
Senor, senor, let's disconnect these cables,; Overturn these tables.; This place don't make sense to me no more.
Dylan
One of these days and it won't be long; Going down in the valley and sing my song; I will sing it loud and sing it strong; Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong
Good as I Been to You
Oh it's rush hour now; On the wheel and the plow; And the sun is going down; Upon the sacred cow.
Bringing It All Back Home
We're idiots, babe.; It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.
The Bootleg Series Vol. 15: Travelin’ Thru, 1967–1969
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells; I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration – Deluxe Edition
Well, he can be fascinating, he can be dull,; He can ride down Niagara Falls in the barrels of your skull.
