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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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04.
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Gates of Eden (live at Free Trade Hall, Manchester, UK – May 1965)
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05.
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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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Desolation Row (live at TCN 9 TV, Sydney, Australia – April 1966)
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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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Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside a doorway as thunder went crashing
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Through the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden as the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, they abandoned and forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burning constantly at stake
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Through the mad, mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
As the clanging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
And the poet and the painter far behind his rightful time
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf and blind, tolling for the mute
For the mistreated, mate-less mother, the mis-titled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chained and cheated by pursuit
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flared
And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
Electric light still struck like arrows fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin'
Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
And for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Starry-eyed and laughing as I recall when we were caught
Trapped by no track of ours for they hang suspended
As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed 'til the tolling ended
Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused,
Accused, misused, strung-out ones and worse
And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
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