Well, it's always been my nature to take chances My right hand drawing back while my left hand advances — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I have tried my hand at bribery, blackmail, and deceit. And I've served time for everything, cept beggin on the street. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,… — 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
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken, I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticize What you can't understand Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in… — 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
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'. When she said, hey man, you crazy or somethin'? — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
He hands you a nickel, he hands you a dime. He asks you with a grin, if you're having a good time. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The real power is in the hands of small groups of people and I don't think they have titles. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
In the fury of the moment/ I can see the Master's hand In every leaf that trembles, in/ every grain of sand. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Your old road is rapidly aging. Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand, For the times… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Good intentions can be evil, both hands are full of grease. You know, sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace. — 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
