My 100 favorite Bob Dylan songs

1. Ballad of a Thin Man
2. Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands
3. Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues
4. Blind Willie McTell
5. Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts
6. Like a Rolling Stone
7. The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
8. Isis
9. Just Like a Woman
10. Love Sick
11. The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest
12. It Ain't Me Babe
13. Positively 4th Street
14. On the Road Again
15. Desolation Row
16. Spirit on the Water
17. Romance in Durango
18. I Want You
19. Tangled Up in Blue
20. Mr. Tambourine Man
21. Goin' to Acapulco
22. Don't Think Twice, It's Alright
23. Boots of Spanish Leather
24. Love Minus Zero/No Limit
25. Visions of Johanna
26. My Back Pages
27. Bob Dylan's 115th Dream
28. Gates of Eden
29. Blowin' in the Wind
30. Shelter From the Storm (live version from Hard Rain)
31. Queen Jane Approximately
32. Stuck Inside of Mobile With the Memphis Blues Again
33. I Don't Believe You (She Acts Like We Never Have Met)
34. Simple Twist of Fate
35. Chimes of Freedom
36. From a Buick 6
37. Maggie's Farm (specifically live at 1965 Newport Folk Festival)
38. Idiot Wind (live version from Hard Rain)
39. Temporary Like Achilles
40. Sitting on a Barbed Wire Fence
41. Obviously 5 Believers
42. You're A Big Girl Now
43. John Wesley Harding
44. Hurricane
45. Highlands
46. If You Gotta Go, Go Now (Or Else You Gotta Stay All Night)
47. Masters of War
48. A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall
49. It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry
50. Outlaw Blues
51. Tonight I'll Be Staying Here With You
52. Thunder On the Mountain
53. The Times They Are A-Changin'
54. Absolutely Sweet Marie
55. Who Killed Davey Moore?
56. Knockin' On Heaven's Door
57. Talkin' John Birch Society Blues
58. Mississippi
59. Sara
60. Jokerman
61. Only A Pawn In Their Game
62. Girl From the North Country
63. Tombstone Blues
64. The Man In Me
65. I Shall Be Free No. 10
66. One Of Us Most Know (Sooner or Later)
67. Rainy Day Women #12 and 35
68. Talkin' World War III Blues
69. Lay Lady Lay
70. With God On Our Side
71. Baby, Let Me Follow You Down
72. Don't Think Twice, It's Alright
73. It's All Over Now, Baby Blue (this should be ranked higher, actually)
74. Spanish Harlem Incident
75. 4th Time Around
76. Can You Please Crawl Out Your Window
77. Dreamin' of You
78. All Along the Watchtower
79. All I Really Want To Do
80. Mama, You Been On My Mind
81. Oxford Town
82. Subterranean Homesick Blues
83. She Belongs To Me
84. Senor (Tales of Yankee Power)
85. Talkin' Hava Negeilah Blues
86. Everything Is Broken
87. Forever Young
88. To Ramona
89. Not Dark Yet
90. Quinn the Eskimo (the Mighty Quinn)
91. Cold Irons Bound
92. Silvio
93. When The Ship Comes In
94. As I Went Out One Morning
95. Pledging My Time
96. Meet Me In the Morning
97. It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)
98. One More Cup of Coffee
99. Corrina, Corrina
100. Dear Landlord

i don't remember writing you

crumpled songs delight the children
hate that you can see my brain
life like limericks dance and tremble
hope you heard my glowing name
look at me you pointless warrior
i can heal your broken pain
let's remind ourselves of anger
let's deceive the clock again

search yourself for truth and taste it
understand we were not one
laugh with all the other liars
escape with me to see the sun
ostentatious lords will preach it
lovers will reject the sum
and as you protect the pavement
i must then protect your son

turn the pages turn them forward
hopeless strings of petty lust
bustle to the bus-stop banners
earn the sailor's only trust
regard what you could have done
learn for what your mother fussed
gouge the temper of the stranger
run away from this you must

query: could not you be me
could not i have then been you
could not yellow be mismanaged
could not squires sing the blues
hardly harrowed is the sparrow
hurried hateful and with clues
hurt the ones you love the most
and then you will also lose

africa has touched my soul
africa calls to my ghost
rhythm mother of my knowledge
love me mother love me most
jungle desert mountain meadow
i must touch her ivory coast
sunder sanction savior sandal
i am evil's only host

rust is lining on my car door
saws and drills burn in my head
ample apples and demeanor
left me with a numbing dread
long for langston and for dylan
leave your thoughts inside your head
boast and blame the bumpkin bangles
bleed from poison and from lead

suspend your hopes from daggers darling
sustain your lyrics from my love
listen to my symphonic movement
release your didactic dove
lasso lines of laurel lombards
put on now a silken glove
put me then on your misfortune
give me then a little shove

hunt your hyphens hate your hangers
hundred hands of huns rejoice
have it happen historic handles
hulls of ships have little choice
guns and ammo green and orange
have naught but a passive voice
leave me with your tongues of fashion
ledgers and a lost invoice

signs are sticking from the highway
hierophants have failed me still
lurking lurches swerve with fervor
i feel like you just want a thrill
stop with all your malcontent
i miss the fields we once would till
underneath the oaken midnight
where the crow would never kill

touch me please and give me patience
kiss me while you walk away
stand as two on ocean shorelines
tell me that you want to stay
monuments of nothing matters
where the gods of yore do lay
live with me and let me move
along the silent gleaming bay

pipers play so rats may live
ants crawl to the building stair
knives are known to scar my psyche
and to steal my curling hair
come with me and tell a tale
of how you never once will care
for affections of another
as i set my flowers there

graves, glimmer, remorse, divorce
all together shout your plea
slaves, sliver, hoarse, discourse
remind me of the great queen bee
knaves, silver, horse, distort
everything you want or need
hey, listen, don't report
and please recall, you called me

Trailblazer

I'm looking out the window of an old hotel
Something here is rattling, can't see too well
The breeze is rolling in since the heater broke
The wind begins to flutter on my lover's cloak

I recall some ancient melody, a wind-swept song
The words are flooding to me, but they're all wrong
A pen becomes a dagger as ink becomes blood
As sand mixes with water and converts to mud

I closed my eyes in hopes of finding some inner glow
Discerning unreality and unearthing what I know
Distorted highways rolled into my closed eyelids
Mountains can't remember me or what I did

A bandage wraps around my porcelain wrist
Salvation hammers amnesty in parting mist
The lists of history begin to burn with force
I scream my poems to the wind until I'm hoarse

I wake unto a waiting sky of green and gold
The wanderers and wonderers have bought and sold
The dreams of ancient mariners and railroad flats
Slaves in shackles, daughters to aristocrats

Desperation

I know a dark gypsy
Who lives a sad life
Cutting holes in tents
With her silver knife

I know a sweet singer
Who lost her tempo true
Tapping out her memory
Melding, melting hues

Brass and percussion
Strings and then the bass
War and repercussion
Jacks and then the ace

I know a euchre player
She just makes up the rules
Humming to her matchbook
Testing iron tools

I know a lost angel
A nova of the night
Bursting in the sky
Tangled up in light

Brimstone and thunder
Smoke enshrined in lye
Serpents and surrender
Reverence must die

The World Without You

The sky was orange, unrelenting
The wake, the waves would swallow hope
In the breeze were vulture's feathers
In the trees, the hangman's noose

With regret, my heart is quaking
With distaste, my friends rebuke me
So the soldier plans his chaos
So the liar joins his court

Love has flushed the cheeks of strangers
Love has washed away from us
Yes, they seek my hastened ending
Yes, they reek from hateful rending

Oh, but naught could e'er effect me
Oh, but naught could burst through stone
Until you broke my inner sanctum
Until you burned my cottage home

I see you dancing with the jester
I see you dancing with your smile
Know that I destroyed your ticket
Know that you are black and vile

Death to all who have disciples!
Death to all who feel no pain!
Can the world go on without you?
Can my life remain the same?

Splendor

As I sit before this crackling fire
My thoughts return to her, to her
I know that she will never love me
I know that it will always hurt
Crimson splashes on the mountain
My blood trickles on the tracks
Then the poet shall be martyred
Then the priest shall march for war
My heart aches for her mere presence
Her fingers pressed against my arm
My lips brush angelic wholeness
Her heart, tha-thumping, glowing hot
The stars that hide in her blue eyes
The oracle slides into a dress
Shoes creak against her floorboards
It was the last I'd see of her
And now the plucking of steel strings
Or the caw-caw-cawing of the crow
Or the sight of burning money
Or the drought of thought surrounding
Or the open smell of sewers
Or the drifting clouds and storms
Or the thunder of true wisdom
Or the purse-strings of a lord
Yes, these and all such wonders
Mundane within the Father's eye
Remind me of the Once we had shared
Remind me of the Then that died

Old Miner's Blues

My lover crawled onto my doorstep
As hornets swarmed around her face
Trumpets scorned my tainted honor
Pianos warned of my disgrace
The ocean parts, the sky is empty
Save for birds and thorns above
The smell of death is what calls them
They smell the death of my true love

Silence thunders in the chamber
As the beggar steals my throne
The taste of summer fills my window
And on my love, the smell of bones
The glades and glaciers cannot hide her
Nor the totems of her home
Laughter leaves her lips in rivers
As she drops her bloody comb

I had hoped to find her lair
With my guitar, my pack of rags
A knife that gleams in harvest moonlight
Where the shadow always sags
I found her lost within my footprint
Stumbling blindly to my door
She pleaded for my own forgiveness
As she died upon my floor