Since My Feet Are Now Fast And

The Line It Is Drawn The Curse It Is Cast The Slow One Now Will Later Be Fast As The Present Now Will Later Be Past The New Order Is Rapidly Fadin'. And The First One Now Will Later Be Last For The Times They Are A-changin'.

Sold My Guitar To The Baker's Son For A Few Crumbs And A Place To Hide.

Sometimes I'm Thinkin' I'm Too High To Fall Other Times I'm Thinkin' I'm So Low I Don't Know If I Can Come Up At All

To Live Outside The Law, You Must Be Honest.

I Never Saw Myself As A Folk Singer.