The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan

Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain;
Pay for your ticket and don't complain

Time out of Mind

The door has closed forevermore If indeed there ever was a door

Biograph

Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more

Blonde on Blonde

Gonna sleep down in the parlor;
And relive my dreams

Under the Red Sky

She got a weird sense of humor that's all her own

Desire

I don't know why I love her but I just can't stop

Fallen Angels

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,;
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,;
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,;
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.

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

Lost time is not found again

The Original Mono Recordings

You're the one I adore, come over here and give me more

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

Well, I try my best;
To be just like I am,;
But everybody wants you;
To be just like them.

Saved

The drinks are ready and the dogs are going to war

The Bootleg Series, Vol 8: Tell Tale Signs

They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they stand, I'm sure it is.

The Bootleg Series, Vol 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964

They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves

John Wesley Harding

Well the desert is hot, the mountain is cursed,;
Pray that I don't die of thirst,;
Baby, two feet from the well.

Bob Dylan in Concert: Brandeis University 1963

You'd better do somethin' quick;
She's your lover now.

Shadows in the Night

I don't wanna be hers, I wanna be yours.

Hard Rain

You cast your spell and I went under,;
I find it so difficult to leave.

Bob Dylan at Budokan

They used to grow food in Kansas;
Now they want to grow it on the moon and eat it raw.;
I can see the day coming when even your home garden;
Is gonna be against the law.

Real Live

The sun's not yellow it's chicken

Rough and Rowdy Ways

the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

Empire Burlesque

Our conversation was short and sweet;
It nearly swept me off-a my feet.

New Morning

They'll stone ya when you're at the breakfast table.

Tempest

I can smile in the face of mankind.;
Don't even remember what her lips felt like on mine;
Most of the time.

Street-Legal

That long black cloud is comin' down

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

Either I'm too sensitive or else I'm gettin' soft.

Knocked Out Loaded

And every time you get this close;
It makes me want to scream

The Bootleg Series, Vol 7: No Direction Home

I still got my voice left, I can take it anywhere I go

Another Side of Bob Dylan

I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still

The sky is erupting, I must go where it's quiet.

So take heed, take heed of the western wind