Bob - aged 83 - is now getting towards the other end of his career. As he toured the UK at the end of last year, I wondered just what he got out of his concerts - apart from £1 million per night, of course.

The Ballad of Bob Dylan

You’re on an endless journey, do you ever wonder why?
Today another concert, tonight another town
Every evening is a greeting, every morning a goodbye
Do you think that you can ever settle down?

It’s time you put an end to all your rough and rowdy ways
You always want to ramble, you always want to roam
You drive hotel to hotel, and you live from day to day
Do you think that you will ever find a home?

Day after day, behind dark glasses, you travel shore to shore
At night you stand before the lights of crowded concert halls
Your songs are your companions, no conversation, just applause
What will you do after the final curtain falls?