I need all kinds of songs - fast ones, slow ones, minor key, ballads, rumbas - and they all get juggled around… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
“The country music stations plays soft but there's nothing, really nothing to turn off.” — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Aretha with no goals, eternally single & one step soft of heaven/ let it be understood that she owns this melody along… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Ah, current music. What would that be? Ah, really, a lot of it sounds defective to me. It makes me restless. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
My songs are personal music, they're not communal. I wouldn't want people singing along with me. It would sound funny. I'm not… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
It's not me, it's the songs. I'm just the postman, I deliver the songs. When I first heard Elvis' voice, I knew… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
This land is your land and this land is my land, sure, but the world is run by those that never listen… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
“songs, to me, were more important than just light entertainment. They were my preceptor and guide into some altered consciousness of reality.… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
If you like someone's work, the important thing is to be exposed to everything that person has been exposed to. Anyone who… — 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
