"All Along The Watchtower" Lyrics

There must be some kind of way out of here,
said the joker to the thief
there's too much confusion,
I can't get no relief.

Business men, they drink my wine,
plow men dig my Earth,
none with a level on the vine,
nobody out of it is worth. hey

No reason to get excited,
the thief he kindly spoke,
there aren't many here among us,
who feel that life is but a joke,
but you and I, we've been through that,
and this is not our fate,
so let us stop talking falsely now,
the hour is getting late.

All along the watchtower,
princess kept the view,
while all the women came and went,
barefoot servants too.

Outside in the cold distance,
a wild cat did growl,
two riders were approaching,
and the wind began to howl.

All along the tower,

All through the watch, all along the watchtower