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 had no songs in my repertoire for commercial radio anyway. Songs about debauched bootleggers, mothers that drowned their own children, Cadillacs… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Come mothers and fathers throughout the land, And don't criticize what you can't understand — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Early on, before rock 'n' roll, I listened to big band music - anything that came over the radio - and music… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Well, my daddy, he didn't leave me much, you know he was a very simple man, but what he did tell me… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
My father probably thought the capital of the world was wherever he was at the time. It couldn't possibly be anyplace else.… — 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
“You're born, you know, the wrong names, wrong parents. I mean, that happens. You call yourself what you want to call yourself.… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
“I like to stay a part of that stuff that don’t change. Actually, it’s not that difficult - people still love and… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
“..my father was the best man in the world and probably worth a hundred of me, but he didn't understand me. The… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Can't keep track of it no more, son's becoming husbands to their mothers, and old men turning your daughters into whores. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Mothers tell your children not to do the things I have done, to spend my life in sin and misery in the… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
“I had just returned to Woodstock from the Midwest - from my father's funeral. The previous week had left me drained. I… — 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
