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The Bootleg Series, Volumes 1–3: 1961–1991: Rare and Unreleased
Disc 1
01. Hard Times in New York Town (live)
02. He Was a Friend of Mine
03. Man on the Street
04. No More Auction Block (live)
05. House Carpenter
06. Talking Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues
07. Let Me Die in My Footsteps
08. Rambling, Gambling Willie
09. Talkin’ Hava Negeilah Blues
10. Quit Your Low Down Ways
11. Worried Blues
12. Kingsport Town
13. Walkin’ Down the Line
14. Walls of Red Wing
15. Paths of Victory
16. Talkin’ John Birch Paranoid Blues (live)
17. Who Killed Davey Moore? (live)
18. Only a Hobo
19. Moonshiner
20. When the Ship Comes In
21. The Times They Are A‐Changin’
22. Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie (live)
Disc 2
01. Seven Curses
02. Eternal Circle
03. Suze (The Cough Song)
04. Mama, You Been on My Mind
05. Farewell, Angelina
06. Subterranean Homesick Blues
07. If You Gotta Go, Go Now
08. Sitting on a Barbed Wire Fence
09. Like a Rolling Stone
10. It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry
11. I’ll Keep It With Mine
12. She’s Your Lover Now
13. I Shall Be Released
14. Santa Fe
15. If Not for You
16. Wallflower
17. Nobody ’Cept You
18. Tangled Up in Blue
19. Call Letter Blues
20. Idiot Wind
Disc 3
01. If You See Her, Say Hello
02. Golden Loom
03. Catfish
04. Seven Days
05. Ye Shall Be Changed
06. Every Grain of Sand
07. You Changed My Life
08. Need a Woman
09. Angelina
10. Someone’s Got a Hold of My Heart
11. Tell Me
12. Lord Protect My Child
13. Foot of Pride
14. Blind Willie McTell
15. When the Night Comes Falling From the Sky
16. Series of Dreams
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime
Didn't you?

People call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all
Kidding' you?

You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging
Your next meal

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be without a home?
Like a complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone?

Ah, you've gone to the finest school
All right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get
Juiced in it

Nobody's ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now you're gonna have to get
Used to it

You say you never compromise
With the mystery tramp but now you realise
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say
"Do you want to make a deal?"

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be on your own?
With no direction home?
A complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone?

Ah, you never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did
Tricks for you

Never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people
Get your kicks for you

You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that?
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal?

How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To have on your own?
With no direction home?
Like a complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone?

Ah, princess on the steeple and all the
Pretty people they're all drinkin', thinkin' that they
Got it made

Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring
You'd better pawn it, babe

You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags
And the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you
You can't refuse

When you ain't got nothin'
You got nothin' to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets
To conceal

How does it feel?
Ah, how does it feel?
To be on your own?
With no direction home?
Like a complete unknown?
Like a rolling stone?