If you don't have to write songs, why write them? I've got enough where I don't really feel the urge to write… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke. But you and I, we've been through that,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
No reason to get excited,' the thief, he kindly spoke, There are many here among us who feel that life is but… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Every day is the same thing out the door Feel further away then ever before Some things in life, it gets too… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The purpose of music is to elevate the spirit and inspire. Not to help push some product down your throat. It puts… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Back seat drivers don’t know the feel of the wheel but they sho’ know how to make a fuss" Bob Dylan/Bonnie Raitt,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Ain't it hard when you discover that, he wasn't really where it's at, after he took from you everything he could steal.… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Every singer has three or four or five techniques, and you can force them together in different combinations. Some of the techniques… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, my toes to numb to step, wait only for my boot… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Feel like a broke-down engine, ain't got no drivin' wheel. You all been down and lonesome, you know just how a poor… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Loneliness Got a mind of its own The more people around The more you feel alone — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I like the fans, but I don't feel an obligation that I have to be an example to them, like say maybe… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet, putting her in a wheel-barrow and wheeling her down the… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land where justice is a game. — 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
How does it feel, how does it feel to be without a home, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
So now I'm going back again I got to get her somehow All the people we used to know They're an illusion… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Shadows are falling and I've been here all day/It's too hot to sleep, time is running away/Feel like my soul has turned… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
You swore you'd never compromise With the mystery tramp, but now you realise He's not selling any alibis As you stare into… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
And there's no one there to dry your tears. I could hold you for a million years. To make you feel my… — 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
