All Along the Watchtower - Live at the United Center, Chicago, IL - December 1998

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

Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plow men dig my Earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it's worth

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 all
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late

All along the watchtower
Princes kept their 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
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

All along the watchtower
The princes kept their view
While all the women, came and went
Barefoot servants too

Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl
Fire, fire, fire

The money is safe (fire)
The thief deserves (fire)
The money is safe (fire)
The thief deserves (fire)
No reason to get excited

Thank you very much, you all
Goodnight thank you so much, thank you so much bye bye

Thank you all so much for coming out this evening and hanging with us on the park



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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