All Along The Watchtower Original Lyrics Written By Bob Dylan
There must be some 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 There plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line Know what any of it's worth
No reason to get excited The theif he kindly spoke There are many among us Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through all that, yes we have And this is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now The hour is getting late
And All Along the Watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women all the women all the women came and went Barefoot servants too Outside in the cold distance A wild cat did growl, la la la Two riders, two riders approaching The wind began to howl
The theif he take My money take The thief he take My money take
Am I insane Auf wiedersehen Am I insane The thief is safe
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