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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
Nothing 'round here that's sacred
'Cept you, yeah, you
There's nothing here to me that matters
'Cept you, yeah, you

You're the one that reaches me
You're the one that I admire
Every time we meet together
I feel like it's on fire
Nothing matters to me
And there's nothing I desire
'Cept you, yeah, you

Nothing 'round here I care to try for
'Cept you, yeah, you
Got nothing here to live or die for
'Cept you, yeah, you

There's a hymn I used to hear
In the churches all the time
Make me feel so good inside
So peaceful, so sublime
And there's nothing to remind me of that old familiar chime
Except you, yeah, you

Used to run in the cemetery
And dance, and run, and sang when I was a child
And it never seemed strange
But now I just pass mournfully
By that place where the bones of life are piled
I know somethin' has changed
I'm a stranger here and no one sees me
Except you, yeah, you

Nothing anymore seems to please me
Except you, yeah, you
Nothing hypnotizes me or holds me in a spell
Everything runs by me just like water from a well
Everybody wants my attention
Ev'rybody's got something to sell
Except you, yeah, you
I'm in love with you