All Along the Watchtower

[Verse 1] "There must be some kind of way out of here" Said the joker to the thief "There's too much confusion now I can't get no relief Businessmen, they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth All of them along the line Don't know what any of it's worth" [Verse 2] "No reason to get excited" The thief, he kindly spoke "There are many here among us Who feel life's 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's getting late" [Verse 3] All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women they came and they went Barefoot servants too Outside in the cold distance A wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl