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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
Well, I walked all night long
Listenin' to them church bells tone
Yes, I walked all night long
Listenin' to them church bells tone
Either someone needing mercy
Or maybe something I've done wrong

Well, your friends come by for you
I don't know what to say
Well, your friends come by for you
I don't know what to say
I just can't face up to tell 'em
Honey, you just went away

Well, children cry for mother
I tell them, "Mother took a trip"
Well, children cry for mother
I tell them, "Mother took a trip"
Well, I walk on pins and needles
I hope my tongue don't slip

Well, I gaze at passing strangers
In case I might see you
Yes, I gaze at passing strangers
In case I might see you
But the sun goes around the heavens
And another day just drives on through

Way out in the distance
I know you're with some other man
Way out in the distance
I know you're with some other man
But that's alright, baby
You know I always understand

Call girls in the doorway
All giving me the eye
Call girls in the doorway
All giving me the eye
But my heart's just not in it
I might as well pass right on by

My ears are ringin'
Ringin' like empty shells
My ears are ringin'
Ringin' like empty shells
Well, it can't be no guitar player
It must be convent bells