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All along the Watchtower - by Bob Dylan

All along the Watchtower 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 Businessmen, they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None of them along the line Nobody offers his word No reason to get excited, 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 that, and this is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late All 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