All Along the Watchtower

There must be some kind of way outta here

Said the joker to the thief

There's too much confusion

I can't get no reliefBusiness men, they drink my wine

Plowman dig my earth

None were level on the mind

Nobody up at his word

Hey, heyNo reason to get excited

The thief he kindly spoke

There are many here among us

Who feel that life is but a joke

But, uh, but you and I, we've been through that

And this is not our fate

So let us stop talkin' falsely now

The hour's getting late, heyAll along the watchtower

Princes kept the view

While all the women came and went

Barefoot servants, too

Outside in the cold distance

A wildcat did growl

Two riders were approaching

And the wind began to howl