All Along the Watchtower - Live at John Paul Jones Arena, Charlottesville, VA, 11.19.10

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
And the ploughmen 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 aren't many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke

You and I been through that, yes we have
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late, late

All along the watchtower
Princes kept their view
While all the women, all the women, all the women, came and they went
Barefoot servants, too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl, la la la
Two riders were approaching
The wind began to howl
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

All along the watchtower
Princes kept their view
While all the women came and they went
Barefoot servants, too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
Wind begins to howl

All the money safe
The thief he said
The money safe
The thief he said
No reason to get excited



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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