The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991
My head tells me it's time to make a change;
But my heart is telling me I love ya but you're strange.
She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own
When The Night Comes Falling From The Sky
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
Bob Dylan – Live at the Newport Folk Festival
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
The country music station plays soft;
but there's nothing, really nothing, to turn off
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard;
I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word
Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine)
She said, "Be easy, baby,;
There ain't nothin' worth stealin' in here."
The Times They Are A-Changin’
Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door
All I really want to do,;
Is, baby, be friends with you.
She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe;
"I thought you'd never say hello," she said;
"You look like the silent type."
Meet me at the border late tonight
Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963
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