Just a reminder, if you tell anyone about what happened with Jonah last night, I'll destroy all of my writing and never… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Whats money? A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The ghosts race towards the light, you can almost hear the heavy breathing spirits, all determined to get somewhere. New Orleans, unlike… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Well, I sing by night, wander by day. I'm on the road and it looks like I'm here to stay. — 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
Down the street the dogs are barking And the day is getting dark. As the night comes in a-falling, The dogs´ll lose… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're tryin' to be so quiet? — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
If I had the stars from the darkest night and the diamonds from the deepest ocean, I'd forsake them all for your… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Last night I danced with a stranger, but she just reminded me you were the one. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
All right, I'll take a chance. I will fall in love with you. If i'm a fool you can have the night,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
One night around that time, at Hammersmith, Bob Dylan was about to go into [his 1963 classic] 'Don't Think Twice, It's Alright.He… — 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