More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14 Deluxe Edition
Must Be Santa
When I met you, baby,; You didn't show no visible scars.
Infidels
Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed; Dignity never been photographed
The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs
take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind
Rough and Rowdy Ways
I seen the kingdoms of the world and it's makin' me feel afraid.
Dylan & The Dead
Do you know where we're headin'?; Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?
Street-Legal
It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun; "I'm around too many children," he'd say, "they should never know of one."
Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid
Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road
World Gone Wrong
time is running backwards
Under the Red Sky
Now there's spiritual warfare and flesh and blood breaking down.; Ya either got faith or ya got unbelief and there ain't no neutral ground.
Down in the Groove
In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
Good as I Been to You
You don't want a love that's pure; You wanna drown love; You want a watered-down love
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966
as long as the world keeps a-turnin', I just keep a-turnin' too.
MTV Unplugged
No time to suffer or blink; And no time to think
Christmas in the Heart
Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun; Would treat a father so,; To wait upon him hand and foot; And always tell him, "No"?
Self Portrait
If there's a poor boy on the street,; Then let him have my seat; 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964
I got a poison headache,; But I feel all right
Another Side of Bob Dylan
I can smile in the face of mankind.; Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine; Most of the time.
Knocked Out Loaded
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.
Bob Dylan at Budokan
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
Tempest
That long black cloud is comin' down
New Morning
Something there is about you that brings back a long forgotten truth
