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Disc 1
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01.
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One Too Many Mornings
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02.
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Leopard‐Skin Pill Box Hat
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03.
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Drifter’s Escape
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04.
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Ballad of Hollis Brown
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05.
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Blind Willie McTell
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06.
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Corrina, Corrina
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07.
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Most of the Time
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08.
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This Wheel’s on Fire
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09.
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Simple Twist of Fate
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10.
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You Ain’t Goin’ Nowhere
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11.
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Love Sick
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12.
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Blowin’ in the Wind
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13.
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Changing of the Guards
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14.
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Not Dark Yet
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15.
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You’re a Big Girl Now
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16.
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Boots of Spanish Leather
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17.
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Girl From the North Country
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18.
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Restless Farewell
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Disc 2
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01.
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Outlaw Blues
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02.
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Rainy Day Women #12 & 35
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03.
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One More Cup of Coffee (Valley Below)
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04.
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Heart of Mine
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05.
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You’re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go
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06.
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Lay Down Your Weary Tune
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07.
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License to Kill
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08.
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Lay, Lady, Lay
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09.
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Ring Them Bells
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10.
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Love Minus Zero/No Limit
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11.
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Seven Curses
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12.
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No Time to Think
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13.
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Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You (live from the New York State Fair, Syracuse, 2011)
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14.
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Mr. Tambourine Man
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15.
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4th Time Around
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16.
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All I Really Want to Do
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17.
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Make You Feel My Love (live at WXPN)
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Disc 3
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01.
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With God on Our Side
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02.
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I Want You
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03.
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She Belongs to Me
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04.
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Bob Dylan’s Dream
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05.
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Tomorrow Is a Long Time
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06.
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Just Like a Woman
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07.
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The Times They Are A‐Changin’
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08.
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Buckets of Rain
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09.
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Man of Peace
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10.
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It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue
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11.
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Desolation Row (live from Osaka, 2008)
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12.
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Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door
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13.
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Abandoned Love
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14.
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New Morning
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15.
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The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll
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16.
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It Ain’t Me, Babe
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17.
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Property of Jesus
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18.
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Shelter From the Storm
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19.
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Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right
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20.
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Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right (instrumental)
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Disc 4
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01.
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I Shall Be Released
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02.
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Political World
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03.
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Like a Rolling Stone
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04.
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Bob Dylan’s 115th Dream
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05.
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Señor (Tales of Yankee Power) (live from the Ryman, 2010)
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06.
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One of Us Must Know (Sooner or Later)
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07.
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I’ll Remember You
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08.
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John Brown
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09.
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All Along the Watchtower (live from the Mann Music Center, Philadelphia, 1995)
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10.
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Subterranean Homesick Blues
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11.
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Mama, You Been on My Mind
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12.
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Tryin’ to Get to Heaven
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13.
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Quinn the Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn)
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14.
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Gotta Serve Somebody
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15.
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I’d Have You Anytime
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16.
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Baby Let Me Follow You Down (live from the Coliseum, Buenos Aires, 2011)
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17.
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Forever Young
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18.
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Chimes of Freedom
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19.
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When the Ship Comes In
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20.
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Song to Woody
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21.
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Man in the Long Black Coat
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(Bob Dylan)
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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