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All Along The Watchtower

» Bob Dylan

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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
Plowmen dig my earth
None ov’em will level on the Line
Nobody of it is worth

No reason to get exited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through
thatAnd this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late

All along the watchtower
The princess kept their view
While all the women cameAnd went
bare feeted servants too
Outside in close distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl.