You were snow, you were rain; You were striped, you were plain,;
Tempest
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
Christmas in the Heart
Your loyalty is not to me; But to the stars above
Knocked Out Loaded
I don't need no alibi when I'm spending time with you.; I've heard all of them rumors and you have heard 'em too.
The Bootleg Series, Vol 1-3: Rare & Unreleased 1961-1991
May you build a ladder to the stars; And climb on every rung.
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes RAW
Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me; And I do not really need to be; Assured that love is just a four-letter word
The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home
Last night I danced with a stranger; But she just reminded me you were the one
World Gone Wrong
Well, they're not showing any lights tonight; And there's no moon.
Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963
Wallflower, wallflower; Take a chance on me.; Please let me ride you home.
Fallen Angels
You speak to me; In sign language; As I'm eating a sandwich
The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan
If there's a poor boy on the street,; Then let him have my seat; 'Cause tonight I'll be staying here with you.
Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Volume II
Twenty years of schoolin' and they put you on the day shift
The Best of the Original Mono Recordings
What was it you wanted; When you were kissing my check?
Time out of Mind
I feel nothing for their game where beauty goes unrecognized
Together Through Life
Just what do you think you have to guard?
Infidels
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
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait
And if my thought-dreams could be seen, They'd probably put my head in a guillotine
The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964
Your cracked country lips,; I still wish to kiss,; As to be under the strength of your skin.
Dylan & The Dead
Rock me, pretty baby, rock me 'til everything gets real; Rock me for a little while, rock me 'til there's nothing left to feel; And I'll rock you too
Bob Dylan
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
The Bootleg Series, Vol 9: The Witmark Demos: 1962-1964
We pointed out the way to go; And scratched your name in sand,; Though you just thought it was nothing more; Than a place for you to stand.
Triplicate
Does she know I still care?
Highway 61 Revisited
Now, don't crowd me, lady; Or I'll fill up your shoe
More Blood, More Tracks – The Bootleg Series Vol. 14
I'm going out of my mind; With a pain that stops and starts
Shot of Love
You lose yourself, you reappear
The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Complete
How can I explain?; Oh, it's so hard to get on
The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs
They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.
Street-Legal
Well, there's voices in the night trying to be heard; I'm sitting here listening to every mind polluting word
