I'm going back to New York City;
I do believe I've had enough
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.
Bringing It All Back Home
I can't provide for you no easy answers,;
Who are you that I should have to lie?
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits
All the tired horses in the sun;
How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done? Hmm.
I was just too stubborn to ever be governed by enforced insanity
The Bootleg Series, Vol 5: Bob Dylan Live 1975
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule
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
Trouble No More – The Bootleg Series Vol. 13 / 1979-1981
When the last rays of daylight go down;
Buddy, you'll roll no more;
I can hear the church bells ringing in the yard;
I wonder who they're ringing for
The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home
I finally realize there's no room for regret
The way is long but the end is near, Already the fiesta has begun
I'm listening to Neil Young, I gotta turn up the sound;
Someone's always yelling turn it down
I couldn't see where we were goin';
But you said you knew an' I took your word
Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963
If God's on our side;
He'll stop the next war.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs
Yes, I see you on your window ledge;
But I can't tell just how far away you are from the edge
I've been hit too hard, I've seen too much;
Nothing can heal me now, but your touch
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966 Deluxe Edition
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain;
Pay for your ticket and don't complain
The Bootleg Series, Vol 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,;
See like me or be like me.
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14
I see you kiss her on the cheek ev'rytime she gives a speech
The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,;
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
It's so impossible to even learn the tune.
You cast your spell and I went under,;
I find it so difficult to leave.
I thought somehow that I would be spared this fate
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed