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