All Along the Watchtower

There must be some kind of way outta here
Said the joker to the thief
There's so much confusion
I can't get no relief

No reason to get excited
The thief kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke

All along the watchtower
The princess 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



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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