All Along The Watchtower
There must be some kind of way outta hereSaid the joker to the thiefThere’s too much confusionI can’t get no relief
Business men, they drink my winePlowmen dig my earthNone will level on the lineNobody offered his wordHey, hey
No reason to get excitedThe thief, he kindly spokeThere are many here among usWho feel that life is but a jokeBut, uh, but you and I, we’ve been through thatAnd this is not our fateSo let us stop talkin’ falsely nowThe hour’s getting late, hey
Hey
All along the watchtowerPrinces kept the viewWhile all the women came and wentBarefoot servants, tooWell, uh, outside in the cold distanceA wildcat did growlTwo riders were approachingAnd the wind began to howl, hey
All along the watchtower
All along the watchtower