Modern Times

What good am I if I say foolish things;
And I laugh in the face of what sorrow brings;
And I just turn my back while you silently die,;
What good am I?

Self Portrait

Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues;
You can tell by the way she smiles

The Basement Tapes

When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose

Springtime in New York: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 16 (1980-1985)

Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more

Desire

An' here I sit so patiently;
Waiting to find out what price;
You have to pay to get out of;
Going through all these things twice.

Dylan

Darkness at the break of noon

Blood on the Tracks

I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath;
But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964

Sooner or later, one of us must know;
That I really did try to get close to you

Together Through Life

Give ya delusions of grandeur;
And a evil eye;
Give you idea that;
You're too good to die

MTV Unplugged

I'm already there in my mind;
And that's good enough for now

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 12: The Best of The Cutting Edge 1965 – 1966

I can change, I swear, oh, oh,;
See what you can do.;
I can make it through,;
You can make it too.

New Morning

Without freedom of speech, I might be in the swamp.

Real Live

Goodnight, my love, may the lord have mercy on us all.

Slow Train Coming

time is running backwards

Bringing It All Back Home

He looks so truthful, is this how he feels;
Trying to peel the moon and expose it

The Bootleg Series, Vol 5: Bob Dylan Live 1975

That long black cloud is comin' down

The Times They Are A-Changin’

If I ever lose her I will go insane;
I go half crazy when she calls my name

The Complete Budokan 1978

A million faces at my feet;
But all I see are dark eyes

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes RAW

While my conscience explodes;
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain

More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14

When my life is over, it'll be like a puff of smoke,;
How long must I suffer, Lord, how long must I be provoked?;
Satan will give you a little taste, then he'll move in with rapid speed,;
Lord keep my blind side covered and see that I don't bleed.

Triplicate

You think you can hide but you're never alone,;
Ask Lot what he thought when his wife turned to stone.

Trouble No More – The Bootleg Series Vol. 13 / 1979-1981

Tell her she can look me up if she's got the time.

Under the Red Sky

Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease;
Until He returns?

The Best of Bob Dylan

'Cause he doesn't tell you jokes or fairy tales, say he's got no style.

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

I couldn't see what you could show me;
Your scarf had kept your mouth well hid

Hard Rain

Has the record been breaking,;
Did the needle just skip

The Original Mono Recordings

Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

Empire Burlesque

Maybe they'll get me and maybe they won't;
But not tonight and it won't be here;
There are things I could say but I don't;
I know the mercy of God must be near

The 1974 Live Recordings

They don't want me around;
'Cause I believe in you.

Somebody's got to find your trail,;
I guess it must be up to me.