Go 'way from my window,; Leave at your own chosen speed.
The Times They Are A-Changin’
Well, I try my best; To be just like I am,; But everybody wants you; To be just like them.
Modern Times
Could you ever be true?
Self Portrait
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties; Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes RAW
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,; All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
John Wesley Harding
Oh, baby, that god you been prayin' to; Is gonna give ya back what you're wishin' on someone else
The 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration – Deluxe Edition
Dark Beauty; Meet me at the border late tonight
The Bootleg Series Vol. 17: Fragments – Time Out of Mind Sessions (1996–1997)
take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Shot of Love
What good am I if I know and don't do,; I If I see and don't say, if I look right through you
The Bootleg Series, Vol 5: Bob Dylan Live 1975
All right, I'll take a chance, I will fall in love with you
Oh Mercy
It's many a guard; That stands around smilin',; Holdin' his club; Like he was a king.
Dylan
The birds are flyin' low babe, honey I feel so exposed
Christmas in the Heart
People tell me it's a sin; To know and feel too much within.
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14
The world of illusion is at my door
Street-Legal
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,; I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964
All I really want to do,; Is, baby, be friends with you.
Bob Dylan – The Rolling Thunder Revue: The 1975 Live Recordings
Trees that've stood for a thousand years suddenly will fall.
Blood on the Tracks
I'm walking through streets that are dead
Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid
You're the one I've been looking for,; You're the one that's got the key.; But I can't figure out whether I'm too good for you; Or you're too good for me.
The Essential Bob Dylan
This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town; This is the blind horse that leads you around
Knocked Out Loaded
And if my thought-dreams could be seen, They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
Time out of Mind
Insanity is smashing up against my soul; You can say I was on anything but a roll; If I had a conscience, well I just might blow my top; What would I do with it anyway ; Maybe take it to the pawn shop
“Love and Theft”
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are dark eyes.
Empire Burlesque
Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.
Hard Rain
Oh my name it is nothin'; My age it means less
Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)
Searching for my double, looking for; Complete evaporation to the core
Slow Train Coming
Oh, man has invented his doom, First step was touching the moon.
