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Disc 1
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Blowin’ in the Wind (live at Gerde’s Folk City, New York, NY – April 1962)
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02.
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Corrina, Corrina (live at Gerde’s Folk City, New York, NY – April 1962)
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03.
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John Brown (live at Town Hall, New York, NY – April 1963)
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04.
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Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right (live at Town Hall, New York, NY – April 1963)
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05.
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Bob Dylan’s Dream (live at Town Hall, New York, NY – April 1963)
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06.
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Seven Curses (live at Town Hall, New York, NY – April 1963)
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07.
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Boots of Spanish Leather (live at Town Hall, New York, NY – April 1963)
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08.
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Masters of War (live at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY – October 1963)
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09.
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The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll (live at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY – October 1963)
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10.
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When the Ship Comes In (live at the March on Washington, D.C. – August 1963)
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The Times They Are A‐Changin’ (live at Royal Festival Hall, London, UK – May 1964)
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12.
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Girl From the North Country (live at Royal Festival Hall, London, UK – May 1964)
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13.
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Mr. Tambourine Man (live at Royal Festival Hall, London, UK – May 1964)
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14.
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It Ain’t Me, Babe (live at Royal Festival Hall, London, UK – May 1964)
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To Ramona (live at the Newport Folk Festival, Newport, RI – July 1964)
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Chimes of Freedom (live at Royal Festival Hall, London, UK – May 1964)
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Disc 2
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One Too Many Mornings (live at BBC Studios, London, UK – June 1965)
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02.
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It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding) (live at the Oval, City Hall, Sheffield, UK – April 1965)
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03.
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Love Minus Zero / No Limit (live at the Odeon, Liverpool, UK – May 1965)
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Gates of Eden (live at Free Trade Hall, Manchester, UK – May 1965)
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It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue (live at the Odeon, Liverpool, UK – May 1965)
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06.
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She Belongs to Me (live at Royal Albert Hall, Manchester, UK – May 1965)
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07.
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Maggie’s Farm (live at the Hollywood Bowl, Los Angeles, CA – September 1965)
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08.
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It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry (live at the Newport Folk Festival, Newport, RI – July 1965)
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09.
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Desolation Row (live at TCN 9 TV, Sydney, Australia – April 1966)
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10.
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Baby Let Me Follow You Down (live at the Capitol Theatre, Cardiff, UK – May 1966)
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11.
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I Don’t Believe You (She Acts Like We Never Have Met) (live at the Capitol Theatre, Cardiff, UK – May 1966)
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12.
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Ballad of a Thin Man (live at the ABC Theatre, Edinburgh, Scotland – May 1966)
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13.
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Visions of Johanna (live at the ABC Theatre, Belfast, Ireland – May 1966)
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William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath'rin'
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder.
But you who philosophize, disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face, now ain't the time for your tears
William Zanzinger, who at twenty-four years
Owns a tobacco farm of six hundred acres
With rich wealthy parents who provide and protect him
And high office relations in the politics of Maryland
Reacted to his deed with a shrug of his shoulders
And swear words and sneering, and his tongue it was snarling
In a matter of minutes on bail was out walking.
But you who philosophize, disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face, now ain't the time for your tears
Hattie Carroll was a maid of the kitchen.
She was fifty-one years old and gave birth to ten children
Who carried the dishes and took out the garbage
And never sat once at the head of the table
And didn't even talk to the people at the table
Who just cleaned up all the food from the table
And emptied the ashtrays on a whole other level
Got killed by a blow, lay slain by a cane
That sailed through the air and came down through the room
Doomed and determined to destroy all the gentle.
And she never done nothing to William Zanzinger.
But you who philosophize, disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face, now ain't the time for your tears
In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gavel
To show that all's equal and that the courts are on the level
And that the strings in the books ain't pulled and persuaded
And that even the nobles get properly handled
Once that the cops have chased after and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'.
And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished
And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance
William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence.
Oh, but you who philosophize, disgrace and criticize all fears
Bury the rag deep in your face, for now's the time for your tears
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