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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
Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
My woman needs it everyday
She promised this a-lad she'd stay
She's rollin' up a lotta bread
To toss away

She's in Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
Now she's opened up an empty home
She's proud, but she needs to roam
She warping up a happy home
She's dreaming of a happy home
In Santa-Fe

Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
Since I'ma never cease to roam
I'm never, ever far from home
I'll never, ever, ever roam to sail away

Jeez don't feel bad
No, no, no, no, no, no don't feel bad
She's the worst cheat I'd ever had
She's the bad in a decent plan
She's over, 'bout to head to bed
She never, never feel so bad
When I'm away

Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
My old heart's in L.A.
I won't have my nature way
And I'm learnin' every day to run away

From Santa-Fe
Dear, dear, dear, dear, dear Santa-Fe
My woman never send any home
Head back and I'm the least unknown
He grab her like he needed a stone
She leave a bag under her throne
What you need? Gonna find a loan
And I'm here to send her on her own every day