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