In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode, the peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
God bless them pretty women, I wish they was mine, Their breath is as sweet, The dew on the vine. — 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
Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and passion rules the arrow that flies. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I'll always thank the Lord when my working day is through, I get my sweet reward to be alone with you. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
If you don't believe there's a price for this sweet paradise, just remind me to show you the scars. — 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
