Feeling funny in my mind, Lord I believe I'm fixing to die Well, I don't mind dying But I hate to leave… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Done so many evil things in the name of love, it's a crying shame. I never did see no fire that could… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Night can swallow you up, yet none of it touches you. Around any corner, there's a promise of something daring and ideal… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Watch waterfalls of pity roar, you feel to moan but unlike before, you discover that you'd just be one more person crying. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The hollow horn plays wasted words, proves to warn that he not busy being born is busy dying. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Just a reminder, if you tell anyone about what happened with Jonah last night, I'll destroy all of my writing and never play music… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I gotta friend who spends his life, stabbing my picture with a bowie knife. Dreams of strangling me with a scarf, when my name… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
